“Nothing touches your skin of sweat (meltdown of oceanic kisses) when the purple light whispers to the moon in silent moonlit clarity” — Bear Step Copy Share Image
“It says yes, in blue, in foam, in a gallop. It says no, then no. It cannot be still. My name is… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart, Where… — Dejan Stojanovic Copy Share Image
“Pay to go inside Neruda's home A body lies there with no dome. But right there in the front hall Lean a… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
“Give me Pablo Neruda, picnic beneath a full moon & iridescent stars, black olives, cherries, dark things, canoe on a river...that's romance.” — Brandi L. Bates Copy Share Image
“I can write the saddest lines tonight. Write for example: ‘The night is fractured and they shiver, blue, those stars, in the… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“I taste you in the fleshy fruit of the guayaba that melts as slowly as your kisses in my mouth – your… — Bear Step Copy Share Image
