“I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow of carnations the fire shoo

“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.”

― Pablo Neruda

( Noritoshi Hirasawa - Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow )