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While the rain of your fingertips falls,
while the rain of your bones falls
and your laughter and marrow falls down,
you come flying.

Of all the fires, love is the only inexhaustible one.

La heradera del dia destruida.
(The heiress of the destroyed day.)

Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.

Love is brief: forgetting lasts so long.

Put aside your mantles of mourning, join all your tears until you make them metal: for

Love, what a long way, to arrive at a kiss.

My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.

I know you exist not just because your eyes fly
and give light to things like an open window

You are like nobody since I love you.

In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.

Rise up with me against the organisation of misery.

I stood on the balcony dark with mourning ... hoping the earth would spread its wings in my uninhabited love.

I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous

Poetry is an act of peace.

Do you not see that the apple tree flowers only to die in the apple?

In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.

With kisses your mouth taught me
my lips came to know fire.

And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

Will our life not be a tunnel between two vague clarities? Or will it not be a clarity between two dark triangles?

But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

The road made wet by the water of August
shines like it was cut in full moonlight

Is 4 the same 4 for everybody? Are all sevens equal? When the convict ponders the light is it the same light that shines on you?

My beauty, flower by flower, star by star,
wave by wave, love, I have counted your body.

What can I say without touching the earth with my hands?

I was the owner of my own darkness.

Como se acuerda con los pajaros
la traduccion de sus idiomas?
How is the translation of their languages
Arranged with the birds?

You make me thank god for every mistake I ever made, Because each one led me down the path that brought me to you.

I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair

You pervade everything, you, pervade everything.

By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two
together in their sleep will defeat the darkness

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

I go from loving to not loving you
From waiting to not waiting

Of so much moon were your hips to me,
of all the sun your deep mouth and its delight,
of so much burning light like honey in the shade

I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.
In empty houses I entered with a lantern to steal your portrait

The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.

About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you

I shall speak, not of self, but of geography.

You are the trembling of time, that passes
between vertical light and darkened sky,

When I got the chance
I asked them a slew of questions.
They offered to burn me;
it was the only thing they knew.

I am made of earth, and my song made of words.

Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.

You, in bloom, heart, beloved,
you are like the foliage of the sky over my eyes
and I look at you lying on the earth

Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.

Megaphone in which the wind passes singing.

We must dream our way.

Tonight I Can Write

She did not speak for speech was unknown to her.

Today is today, and yesterday is gone. There is no doubt.

Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.

Through the mountains you go as a breeze comes

All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.

I hold a dramatic and romantic concept of life; What doesn't touch my senses means nothing to me

Bring your substance deep down to me, heavily, covering my eyes, let your existence cut across me, supposing that my heart is destroyed.

And when you appear all the rivers sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.

So the freshness lives on
in a lemon,
in the sweet-smelling house of the rind,
the proportions, arcane and acerb.

Your house sounds like a train at midday,
the wasps buzz, the saucepans sing,
the waterfall enumerates the deeds of the dew ...

Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don't know how or when ...

In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.

I touched you and my life stopped

O merry, merry, merry, like only dogs know how to be happy and nothing more, with an absolute shameless nature.

Shyness is a condition foreign to the heart
a category, a dimension which leads to loneliness.

Si todos los rios son dulces
de donde saca sal el mar?
If all rivers are sweet
where does the sea get its salt?

With which stars do they go on speaking,the rivers that never reach the sea?

As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

I cannot quit your love without dying.

I had no more alphabet than the journeying of the swallows, the pure and tiny water of the small, fiery bird that dances rising from the pollen.

O happy childhood! blessed youth! But once we know thy potent power; But once we live all careless free; No cross to mar our love-lit bower.

Under your ski the moon is alive.

I could not walk
except with you,
... I could not sing
except when you sing.

We bear the sole, relentless tenderness.

For human beings, not to speak is to die"
-from "The Word

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.

What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?

I love you like the plant that does not bloom
and carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers,

When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight?

I believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.

Naked you are blue like the night in Cuba,
you have vines and stars in your hair,

I love your feet
because they have
wandered over
the earth and through
the wind and water
until they brought
you to me.

From sorrow to sorrow love crosses its islands
and establishes roots that are watered by weeping.

Place gifts of silver in our hands. Give us this day our daily fish.

When did the lemons learn the same creed as the sun?

Love is the mystery of water and a star.

Love is short, but forgetting is long.

Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter.

And now, beloved, through the crackling sea
we return like blind birds

I spin on the circle of wave upon wave of the sea.

But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.

Why is it so hard, the sweetness of the heart of the cherry?
Is it because it must die or because it must carry on?

Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness
And the infinite tenderness shattered you like a jar.

I don't know who it is who lives or dies, who rests or wakes, but it is your heart that distributes all the graces of the daybreak in my breast.

Love brought its tail of pains,
its long static beam of thorns,
and we close our eyes so that nothing,
so that no wound will separate us.

I love you in order to begin loving you,
to start infinity again
and never to stop loving you:
that is why I do not love you yet.

Love has to be ... flowering like the stars, and measureless as a kiss.

White bee, even when you are gone you buzz in my soul
You live again in time, slender and silent.

I remembered you with my soul clenched

Then Scale by scale, We strip off The delicacy And eat The peaceful mush Of its green heart.

I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.

Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way

Each hour, Each day