“En el amor, como agua del mar te has desatado. (In love, you have loosened yourself like seawater)” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
The Truth is in the prolouge. Death to the romantic fool., the expert in solitary confinement. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight? — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Oh, love is a journey with water and stars, with drowning air and storms of flour: love is a clash of lightnings,… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I do not love you-except because I love you; I go from loving to not loving you, from waiting to not waiting… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Oh love, rose made wet by mermaids and foams, fire that dances and climbs up the invisible stairs and awakens the blood… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I love you only because it's you the one I love; I hate you deeply, and hating you Bend to you, and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I love all things, not because they are passionate or sweet-smelling but because, I don't know, because this ocean is yours, and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Why did you pour tender fire so quickly, over my life’s cool leaves? Who pointed the way to you? What flower, what… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness. Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity,… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I should like to sleep like a cat, with all the fur of time, with a tongue rough as flint, with the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I built up these lumber piles of love, and with fourteen boards each I built little houses, so that your eyes, which… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Tomorrow we will only give them a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf which will fall on the earth… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
I love you between shadow and soul. I love you as the plant that hasn't bloomed yet, and carries hidden within itself… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Someone will ask later, sometimes searching for a name, his own or someone's else's why I neglected his sadness or his love...… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“Amor" So many days, oh so many days seeing you so tangible and so close, how do I pay, with what do… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“LXXIX When I die, I want your hands on my eyes. I want the light and wheat of your beloved hands to… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
Well, now If little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you Little by little If suddenly you forget… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“If suddenly you do not exist, if suddenly you no longer live, I shall live on. I do not dare, I do… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“ Tonight I Can Write Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
You must know that I do not love and that I love you, because everything alive has its two sides; a word… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing. — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and the flower,… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“I remember only a day that was perhaps never intended for me, it was an incessant day, without origins, Thursday. I was a man… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“We had, as men, time So our thirst could slowly be satisfied, the ancestral longing to enumerate things and sum them up, to render… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
I don't know who it is who lives or dies, who rests or wakes, but it is your heart that distributes all the graces… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like a world, lying in surrender. My rough peasant's body digs in you and… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
We open the halves of a miracle, and a clotting of acids brims into the starry divisions: creation's original juices, irreducible, changeless, alive: so… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter. Do not take away the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
Perhaps the earth can teach us As when everything seems dead And later proves to be alive — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“I am no longer in love with her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like a world, lying in surrender.” — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
“ I Like For You To Be Still I like for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share
