Love is a clash of lightnings
La heradera del dia destruida. (The heiress of the destroyed day.)
Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart - a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss.
Loving is a journey with water and with stars, with smothered air and abrupt storms of flour: loving is a clash of lightning-bolts and two bodies defeated by a single drop of honey.