.Saturday, September 18, 2004 ' 9/18/2004 03:35:00 PM Y
GREEN ♥
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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz or the arrow of the carnations the fire shoots off. //I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.//I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers//Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.//I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.//I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride.//so, I love you because I know no other way than this : where i do not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.**////