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I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz

or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:

I love you as certain dark things are loved,

secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries

hidden within itself the light of those flowers,

and thanks to your love, darkly in my body

lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

 

---- Pablo Neruda

 

 

Photo: Firoz Ahmad Firoz,

Grasia brother & sister, Desuri, Rajasthan, India

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