Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress? Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots? Who hears the regrets of the thieving automobile? Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?
Pablo NerudaWe came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.
Pablo NerudaEverything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.
Pablo NerudaOf everything I have seen, it's you I want to go on seeing: of everything I've touched, it's your flesh I want to go on touching. I love your orange laughter. I am moved by the sight of you sleeping. What am I to do, love, loved one? I don't know how others love or how people loved in the past. I live, watching you, loving you. Being in love is my nature.
Pablo Neruda