risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,

I love you straightforwardly, without complｈｔtｐｓ://read•9９ｃsw.cｏmexities or pride;

so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Translated by Stephen Tapscott

I love you as the p九-九-藏-書lant that never blooms

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

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thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

so I love you because I know no other way

in secｈｔｔｐs://ｒeaｄ•９9csｗ.ｃｏmret, between the shadow and the soul.

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz九-九-藏-書,

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.