Conspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords.

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

As slippery as smooth grapes, words exploding in the light like dormant seeds waiting in the vaults of vocabulary, alive again, and giving life: once again the heart distills them.

Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south? Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater

Love is a clash of lightnings

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.