I'm a king at night, and a poor man in the morning.
1,333 notes "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 don’t 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."
— Pablo Neruda
51 notes "I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."
— Pablo Neruda
