Chilean Culture · Chilean Literature · Classic · Collection · Compilation · Conservation · Excerpt · Fragment · Ode · Passage · Poetry

Pablo Neruda

Consume yourself, you in your flame, I in mine, and love me for the love that could not wait for you, love me for what you and I contain of blossom or stone: we will always draw life from all we did not share: the shoulder upon which a rose could find no peace, the… Continue reading Pablo Neruda

Advertisement

Rate this: