Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
Pablo NerudaWhen I got the chance I asked them a slew of questions. They offered to burn me; it was the only thing they knew.
Pablo NerudaLike a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
Pablo NerudaWhen I got the chance I asked them a slew of questions. They offered to burn me; it was the only thing they knew.
Pablo Neruda