Patch Adams Reviews

Lennie 2022-05-20 14:34:16

Poems in the text. . . Full version of Pablo Neruda-Love Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were a 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...