"I don ’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where I love you directly without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you, so close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my dreams.
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores, y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.
Te amo sin saber como, ni cuándo, ni de donde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,
sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño."
This poem is about perfect identification with the lover with the beloved.
To you
" love you too. this is beautiful. im speechless.
thank you my love you touched my heart with your love and soul.
i am lost for words and i feel so much and you are so far. i cant wait too see you.
youve inspired me and helped and you show me so much love im lost for words. i ask how can you be real? who are you? how are we so far? how ? All i can say is i love you too."
sincerely Ryan Basford
