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Leaning into the evenings

cast my sad nets towards your oceanic eyes

. There

stretches and burns in the highest blaze my solitude
arms turning like a drowning man ...

The birds of night peck
the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.

After reading these poems I was surprised to learn qpolicies because of their language clearly erotic, sensual poems I think captures a deep love that transcends the tax things, his poems do not degrade but glorify the act of love in a gentle way.
His Poem VII is my favorite course. Here the poet is a sailor who is drowning because of his unrequited love. He fishes in the "sea" in the eyes of his wife, but she is absent. Neruda compared to a stormy sea crashing against the shore. Neruda looking with his eyes to it, like a lighthouse that gives light to save the lost ships, but she did not want to be found. The termination of this pol lover. I do not know if what he lost was a lover or not, but this image of a woman left him full of despair. The poet celebrates this report, this statue of his love, and his description of this figure is still very captivating: You have deep eyes

where random night. Fresh
arms and lap pink flower.
Your breasts are like white snails.
has come to sleep on your belly a butterfly shadow.

Neruda, although controversial in his writings and his policies, I am moved by his words soft and