Chaya Lucas

“Over your breasts of motionless current,
over your legs of firmness and water,
over the permanence and the pride
of your naked hair
I want to be, my love, now that the tears are
thrown
into the raucous baskets where they accumulate,
I want to be, my love, alone with a syllable
of mangled silver, alone with a tip
of your breast of snow.”
― Neruda Pablo

“I want
To do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

“And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.”
― Pablo Neruda

“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
― Dr. Seuss