Quotes About Desire

My love, suddenly your hip is the curve of the wineglass filled to the brim, your breast is the cluster, your hair the light of alcohol, your nipples, the grapes your navel pure seal stamped on your barrel of a belly, and your love the cascade of unquenchable wine, the brightness that falls on my senses, the earthen splendor of life.

Oh, may your silhouette not be broken in the sand, oh may your eyelids not fly in the absence: do not go for one minute, beloved, because in that minute you will have gone so far that I will cross all the earth asking if you will return or if you will leave me dying.

I want to fill my mouth with your name.

Amor, te espero. Adiós, amor, te espero. Amor, amor, te espero.

I loved you without knowing that I love you; I tried to think about you.

In you the rivers sing and my soul flees in them as you desire, and you send it where you will. Aim my road on your bow of hope and in a frenzy I will free my flock of arrows.

Je continue à travailler avec les matériaux dont je dispose et qui me constituent. Je suis un omnivore avide de sentiments, d'êtres vivants, de livres, d'évènements et de batailles. Je mangerais toute la terre. Je boirais la mer entière. J'avoue que j'ai vécu

Sou omnívoro de sentimentos, de seres, de livros, de acontecimentos e de batalhas. Se pudesse, comeria toda a terra. E beberia todo o mar».

and in your life my infinite dreams live.

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz or the arrow of the carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

Por qué se me vendrá todo el amor de golpe cuando me siento triste, y te siento lejana?

Love until the night collapses!

Cementerios de besos, aún hay fuego en tus tumbas, aún los racimos arden picoteados de pájaros

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle, and even your breasts smell of it. While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth. — Pablo Neruda, from "XIV [Every day you play with the light of the universe.]," Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despai r, in The Poetry of Pablo Neruda , ed. Ilan Stavans (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2003)

Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.

I am hungry for your silken laughter, For your hands the color of savage harvest, Hungry for the pail stones of your fingernails. I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. from "Love Sonnet XI

while inside, a ferocious love wound around and around me-till it pierced me with its thorns, its sword, slashing a seared road through my heart 100 Love Sonnets by Pablo Neruda, translated by Stephen Tapscott

Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations; your skin throbs like the streak of a meteror through rain. Your hips were that much of the moon for me; and deep mouth and its delights, that much sun; your heart, fiery with its long red rays, was that much ardent light, like honey in the shade. So I pass across your burning form, kissing you—compact and planetary, from Love Sonnet "XVI

The night is starry, and she is not with me. That is all.

En esta historia sólo yo me muero y moriré de amor porque te quiero, porque te quiero, amor, a sangre y fuego.

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos. * Voglio fare con te ciò che la primavera fa con i ciliegi.

Nunca ame sino sombras que transforme en estatuas y no sabia yo que no vivia Mi orgullo me iba transformando en piedra, hasta que tu, Rosia, despertando desnuda, despertaste mi sangre y mis deberes.

Quero fazer contigo o que a primavera faz com as cerejeiras

Me hizo falta la luz de tu energía y miré devorando la esperanza...