Tag: Love Sonnet XIII
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Love Sonnet XIII
by Pablo Neruda
The light that rises from your feet to your hair,
the strength enfolding your delicate form,
are not mother of pearl, not chilly silver:
you are made of bread, a bread the fire adores.
Posted: February 13th, 2009 under :: My Blog ::.
Tags: and give us this day our daily bread, English, Love Sonnet XIII, Pablo Neruda, 愛的十四行詩 之十三，陳黎, 聶魯達
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