Poem for patch adams

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 does 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.

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I love you because I know no other way then this. So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand. So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep. No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

I do not love you as if you were a rose made of salt or topaz or an arrow of carnations spreading fire: I love you the way certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. Sunday, April 26, Patch Adams Poem. It makes me think of Lori and my love her as sometimes she tells me I am not good at being affectionate.

Sonnet 17 by Pablo Neruda I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between 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 simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I nor you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

These lines indicate that poetic inspiration came in search of him. Nature imagery topaz, plants, flowers, and the earth is emphasized in his poems. Physical intimacy is also very strong in the poem so close, hand on my chest, and eyes closing.

He explains how it is hard to love someone and how love sometimes can hurt. Neruda became known as a poet when he was 13 years old, and wrote in a variety of styles , including surrealist poems, historical epics, overtly political manifestos, a prose autobiography, and passionate love poems such as the ones in his collection Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair Your laughter is a poem written by Pablo Neruda and it is about a man who has many struggles and gets through them from his lovers laugh.