In accordance with the above…

Sonet II
by Pablo Neruda

Love, how many roads to obtain a kiss,
what lonely wanderings before finding you!
Trains now trundle through the rain without me.
Spring has yet to come to Taltal.
But you and I, my love, are together,
together from our clothes to our bones,
together in Autumn, in our water, at our hips,
until it’s just you together, me together.
To think it took all the stones borne by the river,
flowing out of the mouth of the river Boroa;
to think that, held apart by trains and nations
you and I had but to love each other,
with everyone mixed up, with men and women,
with the earth that nurtures the carnations.

lovers

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