my favorite poem

Aug 05, 2007 14:24

I do not love you as if you were salt

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 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 ( Read more... )

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2two_lost_souls August 6 2007, 17:35:05 UTC
:) i like this too.

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