Twenty Love Poems And A Song Of Despair

by Pablo Neruda

You are like nobody since I love you. Let me spread you out among yellow garlands. Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars if the south? Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

The rain takes off her clothes.

You are here. Oh you do not run away . You will answer me to the last cry . Cling to me as though you were frightened. Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.

My words rained over you, stroking you. A long time I have loved the sunned mother-ofpearl of your body. I go so far as to think that you own the universe. I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Huntress of the depths of my eyes, your plunder stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.