Saturday, December 03, 2005
Too early for Valentine's Day, but what the hell...
I don't love you as if you were rose of salt, topaz
or carnations arrow that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved
between the shadow and the soul.
Pablo Neruda
or carnations arrow that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved
between the shadow and the soul.
Pablo Neruda