For Amadeus: I Wish I Could Write Something as Beautiful as This…

Two Souls by Eduardo Calz

For dear Amadeus.

You know who you are. And I wish I could write a poem that encapsulates everything so wonderful about you.

And I will – in time.

In the meantime, I shall need to borrow a sonnet from the wonderful Pablo Neruda. I hope you like it…

SONNET XVII

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

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love, a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
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.

(Sources: Poem Hunter: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xvii/ and pre13.deviantart.net – ‘Two Souls by Eduardo Calz )

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