Thursday, February 14, 2008


This poem was printed in the program at our wedding.
Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!

Sonnet XVII
by: Pablo Neruda

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom
and carries hidden within itself
the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love,
darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

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 or 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.


gpc said...

How beautiful. I've come back to read it several times. Thank you for sharing it.

JeSais said...

awesome photo.
and lovely poem. can't beat Pablo Neruda....

Cindy said...

What a great looking couple! Lovely poem, that's true love.

Killlashandra said...

Neruda is wonderful! What a great poem for your wedding too. Cute picture of the two of you. : )