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by Pablo Neruda 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 your eyes close as I fall asleep.

it goes easily, smoothly, and unpredictably fast it's happening to me, with no reason and with reasons to make it real and i really enjoy this conversation i hope you do too i'm happy now, it's joy i feel..

by Pablo Neruda And because love battles not only in its burning agricultures but also in the mouth of men and women, I will finish off by taking the path away to those who between my chest and your fragrance want to interpose their obscure plant. About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you. I lived in the prairies before I got to know you and I did not wait love but I was laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose. What more can they tell you? I am neither good nor bad but a man, and they will then associate the danger of my life, which you know and which with your passion you shared. And good, this danger is danger of love, of complete love for all life, for all lives, and if this love brings us the death and the prisons, I am sure that your big eyes, as when I kiss them, will then close with pride, into double pride, love, with your pride and my pride. But to my ears they will come before to wear down the tour of the sweet and hard love which binds us...

when you talk, you sounds real. things you told me, things you mention about me, and things you make me see.. when would you tell me, is it real or is it just another game? tell me..

Maybe someday, you will learn, you will understand, you will accept everything, and eventually you will grown up. But never in my time, never in my space and time dimension. Maybe you'll always be a kid for me. dan saya dulu terus-menerus menilai anda terlalu tinggi.

In this game you roll the ball, while I put a spell on it.

Saya gak tau apa yang di pikiran saya, bertumpuk-tumpuk gak jelas. Tapi saya sangat bersyukur detik ini, untuk semuanya :)