<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476044" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Here I Love You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here I love you. <br>In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.<br>The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.<br>Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The snow unfurls in dancing figures.<br>A silver gull slips down from the west.<br>Sometimes a sail. High, high stars. <br>Oh the black cross of a ship.<br>Alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.<br>Far away the sea sounds and resounds.<br>This is a port.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here I love you.<br>Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.<br>I love you still among these cold things.<br>Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels<br>that cross the sea towards no arrival.<br>I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.<br>My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.<br>I love what I do not have. You are so far.<br>My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.<br>But night comes and starts to sing to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moon turns its clockwork dream.<br>The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.<br>And as I love you, the pines in the wind<br>want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Pablo+Neruda">Pablo Neruda</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476044" data-title="Here I Love You de Pablo Neruda" data-description="Here I love you. In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself. The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters. Days, all one kind, go chasing each other. The snow unfurls in dancing figures. A silver gull slips down from the west. Somet..."></div> </div> </div>

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