LOVE

AÚN TE RESPIRO Y EN ESTA OCASIÓN NERUDA INVOCÓ AL AMOR QUE PERSISTE LATENTE DESDE EL DÍA EN QUE TE CONOCÍ... YO TE QUIERO (a pesar de que llevo más de un año sin verte)

Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.

I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands; how did your lips feel on mine?

Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks, the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.

I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten your eyes.

Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to my vague memory of you. I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will do me irreparable harm.

Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.

Because of you, the heady perfumes of summer pain me; because of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitate desires: shooting stars, falling objects.

PABLO NERUDA