SONNET XVII Pablo Neruda
SONNET XVII
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you sincerely without complexities or pride:
so I love you because I don't know any other way,
But this: where there is no I or you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
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Beautiful, again. This reads as if written by an English poet. Good work. There is a convention in some English poetry of starting each line with a capital letter, but it's really not important nor a "rule", in my opinion, and how you've done it is fine.
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