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Finally an update after a long hiatus. More to come soon. Anyhow, was browsing through Facebook and noticed this Sonnet posted by a friend:-

Sonnet 17

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 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 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 nor you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep
it is your eyes that close.

by Pablo Neruda

Beautiful isnt?

~meh!

In true honesty, I'm not one who can really appreciate literature, but what really caught my attention on his post was this particular comment:-

Gringgo Pacinggo at 1:41pm February 27

bace ujang lagi best....



~doh! >.,<