One Hundred love sonnets

kangpham

erI don't love you as if you were a rose of slt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that progate fire
! `- E" d  o: _0 |2 @i love you as one loves certain obcure things
secretly, between the shadow and the soul
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0 ]5 `8 J, P. Z+ Fi love you as the plant that doesn't blom but carries
) h5 J7 f' B3 ~: U4 {/ t5 Gthe light of those flowers , hidden, within itself
& E, r0 Y' P. d2 c' j- c) Fand thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
, {/ v- O0 a4 vfrom the earth lives dimly in my body
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