so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.

To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater

I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Nobody can claim the name of Pedro, nobody is Rosa or María, all of us are dust or sand, all of us are rain under rain. They have spoken to me of Venezuelas, of Chiles and Paraguays; I have no idea what they are saying. I know only the skin of the earth and I know it has no name.

If suddenly you do not exist, If suddenly you are not living, I shall go on living. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall go on living.

Then Scale by scale, We strip off The delicacy And eat The peaceful mush Of its green heart.