I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?

O merry, merry, merry, like only dogs know how to be happy and nothing more, with an absolute shameless nature.

You came to my life with what you were bringing, made of light and bread and shadow I expected you, and Like this I need you, Like this I love you, and to those who want to hear tomorrow that which I will not tell them, let them read it here, and let them back off today because it is early for these arguments.

Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.

Megaphone in which the wind passes singing.

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.