Quotes About Intimacy

I have been a lucky man. To feel the intimacy of brothers is a marvelous thing in life. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those unknown to us, who are watching over our sleep and solitude, over our dangers and our weaknesses – that is something still greater and more beautiful because it widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos

I love you as one loves certain dark things.

I touched you and my life stopped

I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul." From 100 Love Sonnets

Oh invade me with your scalding mouth, search me if you like, with your nocturnal eyes, but allow me to sail and sleep upon your name.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul." — Pablo Neruda From 100 Love Sonnets like this quote

I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.

I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera.

My eyes were consumed by your loveliness, but you have become my eyes.

Love, my territory of kisses and volcanoes.

Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like a world, lying in surrender.

With kisses your mouth taught me my lips came to know fire.

my beauty, flower by flower, star by star, wave by wave, love, I have counted your body.

What's wrong with you? I look at you and I find nothing in you but two eyes like all eyes, a mouth lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more beautiful, a body just like those that have slipped beneath my body without leaving any memory.

I will die kissing your mad cold mouth, embracing the lost bouquet of your body, and searching for the light of your closed eyes

Of everything I have seen, it's you I want to go on seeing: of everything I've touched, it's your flesh I want to go on touching. I love your orange laughter. I am moved by the sight of you sleeping.

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.

By night, beloved, tie your heart to mine and let them both in dreams defeat the darkness

everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.