I love you without knowing how, or when, or where from. I love you without problems or pride. I love you in this way because  I do not know any other  way of loving, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

~ Pablo Neruda,100 Love Sonnets
  • Se ha unidoJanuary 29, 2022