proof in poetry

i had written an entire fabulous post about pablo neruda and how much i adore his poems and how at age 16, when i first came across the below verse, i instantaneously knew that i had found proof that simple words strung together in perfect procession on a piece of paper could alter your head and heart. 

My love,

We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us

but in the haste of cutting and pasting poetry verses, i accidentally cut and deleted everything i had written -  so i will just leave this as is, a post to tell you how beautiful and timeless the works of pablo neruda are and how every once in a while, i pull out one of the two books pictured below and find proof all over again.  

I like for you to be still

It is as though you are absent
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not touch you
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy

I like for you to be still
And you seem far away
It sounds as though you are lamenting
A butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp
Simple, as a ring
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
Your silence is that of a star
As remote and candid