I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
— 100 Love Sonnets
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
— 100 Love Sonnets
Tonight I can write the saddest linesI loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
— Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
In this part of the story I am the one whodies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
— 100 Love Sonnets
Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way
— Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada; Cien sonetos de amor
I am no longer in love with her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
— Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
— 100 Love Sonnets
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness
— 100 Love Sonnets
Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte? Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?
— The Book of Questions
We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones, knowing they will go on, inert or burning, and I was discovering, naming all the these things: it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.
— Still Another Day
It was at that agethat poetry came in search of me.
— Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
You are the trembling of time, that passesbetween vertical light and darkened sky,
— 100 Love Sonnets
from that terrible love the soft pure handsgave peace to my eyes and sun to my senses.
— 100 Love Sonnets
I will die kissing your mad cold mouth, embracing the lost bouquet of your body, and searching for the light of your closed eyes
— 100 Love Sonnets
Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
— Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair