Poetry Love

Here is an excerpt from a poem written by one of my favorite poets, the talented Pablo Neruda.
It illustrates the truest, most beautiful form of love. This exists, and I wish it for you all. ♥

                         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.