White bee, even when you are gone you buzz in my soul You live again in time, slender and silent.
Pablo NerudaThen love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way
Pablo NerudaI love you between shadow and soul. I love you as the plant that hasn't bloomed yet, and carries hidden within itself the light of flowers. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. Because of you, the dense fragrance that rises from the earth lives in my body, rioting with hunger for the eternity of our victorious kisses.
Pablo Neruda