Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.
W.B. Yeats, The Collected Poems (via observando)
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via observando)