“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this
way because I do not know any other way of loving but this,
in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand
upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that
when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
PABLO NERUDA
a little more sweetness....when a man loves a woman....the sweet underneath...wishing.... ... read more
