Friday, February 12, 2010

A favorite love poem..

Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that when you close your eyes I fall asleep

~Pablo Neruda~

What's your favorite love poem?


Catherine said...

Very pretty!

No favorite love poems ~ just a favorite love! My hubby! :)

Have a wonderful Valentine's weekend Connie!

S. Etole said...

not acquainted with this poem but it's lovely ... I've always liked Browning's "How do I love thee ..."

Lisa said...

Awww very Pretty!

My favorite words are these that Mr. Pedersen wrote for me:

I am so lucky!


My Farmhouse Kitchen said...

sending valentine love to you, my friend