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 EXISIT, NOR YOU, SO CLOSE THAT YOUR HAND ON MY CHEST IS MY HAND, SO CLOSE THAT YOUR EYES CLOSE AS I FALL ASLEEP.

Sonnet XVII

Pablo Neruda