I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, d — Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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