Escóndeme en tus brazospor esta noche sola,mientras la lluvi... - Pablo Neruda

"I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty."

"I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests."

"I want to see thirstIn the syllables,Tough fireIn the sound;Feel through the darkFor the scream."

"I want to see thirstIn the syllables,Tough fireIn the sound;Feel through the darkFor the scream."

"But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me."