"In this part of the story I am the one whodies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood."
"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."
"so I wait for you like a lonely housetill you will see me again and live in me.Till then my windows ache."
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."
"Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly."
"I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps."