I am reading my way through a very large book of poetry. This large tome is "The Poetry of Pablo Neruda" - Edited and with an introduction by Ilan Stavins.
I particularly like his love sonnets and count myself lucky as there are more than just the one hundred love poems from the 100 sonnets section - there are also his famous "Veinte Poemas De Amor Y Una Cancion Desesperada - Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair" and many more throughout this book - what a feast!!
I love the handful of the earth you are.
Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,
I have no other star. You are my replica
of the multiplying universe
Your wide eyes, are the only light I know
from extinguished constellations;
your skin throbs like the streak
of a meteor through rain.
Your hips were that much of the moon for me;
your 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, my dove, my globe.