I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body… and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue. —Pablo Neruda

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body… and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

—Pablo Neruda