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Passionate Spanish poetry quotes about love

Passionate Spanish poetry quotes about love

To confess your feelings or dedicate words full of emotion in a greeting – quotes about love can inspire and help you find the right words you want to say.

Emotional quotes about love in Spanish poetry

Where else can one find more emotionally charged and passionate quotes about love if not in Spanish poetry? These words full of love will touch the heartstrings of everyone.


I met you in a dream

and lovingly rushed towards you

on the path leading to you,

the only one I adored.

I walked through my dream

full of obsessed and tender longing

to become your slave and ruler in time…

But you never said

which path you yourself took

to reveal your face to me in a dream.

/ Manuel Machado

If you had no name,

I would not know what happened:

neither why, nor when. Nothing.

 

Does the sea know its name

and that it is the sea? Do the winds know

their surnames – South Wind

and North Wind –, being only ordinary breezes?

 

If you had no name, –

everything would be primary,

original; everything would have been invented

by me;

untouched like my kiss.

Bliss, love: the slow enjoyment

of bliss and love – nameless.

/ Pedro Salinas

Take off your clothes,

signs and portraits;

I do not want you like that,

masked by another,

always someone else's daughter.

I want pure, free

and irreducible – you.

I know: whenever I call you

from all other people

in the world, –

only you will be you.

And, when you ask me

who it is that calls you,

to make you his own,

I will bury words,

labels and history.

I will smash everything

that was imposed on me even before

I was born.

Transformed into the nameless eternity

of nudity, stone

and the world,

I will tell you:

“It is I, I love you.”

/ Pedro Salinas

 

The heavens are the same.

Blue, grey and black

they repeat themselves above

an orange tree or a stone:

looking at the heavens, we draw closer.

Stars diminish

the space of the world

from their distance, where they glisten.

If we want to draw closer,

Never look forward:

everywhere abysses,

dates and miles.

/ Pedro Salinas

Between your deepest truth

and me

you always place your kisses.

I sense it; it is already near;

I want it, but cannot reach it;

when I am already near,

you block my path;

you offer me your lips.

And I no longer let go.

You celebrate victory. Kissing, I forget

your secret hidden in the fortress.

Instead, you bestow upon me a passionate desire

to draw even closer to you,

longing,

that you would not allow me to leave

_T_182_T; and would kiss me.

 

Beware!

Thus you will sell yourself,

for one day your kiss –

so distant and so deep –

will make you be born,

and that which you

hid behind it,

will fully leap from your lips.

And that which you denied me, –

a delicate and uninhabited soul –

will surrender to me; you will give it to me,

even if you do not wish it,

when you would want to deny it to me.

/ Pedro Salinas

How beautiful you are, free and confident!

If you give me your freedom, you give me your years –

white, pure and sharp as teeth:

you will give me the time you enjoyed. [..]

Entrust it to me today: I will enjoy it

with the trembling of a leaf where

drops falling from heaven to earth cling.

I want your freedom

only to let it go.

There is no prison for you in me.

Your freedom protects me from myself.

I will free it again and – in the sky,

in the sea and in time –

I will watch it go towards its destiny.

If its destiny is me – then it awaits you.

/ Pedro Salinas

 

But always, when May arrives,

everything is only 18 years old:

the first, only 18 years;

and every spring is the very first spring,

and all love is your own life story.

/ Gerardo Diego

Sensual Spanish poetry quotes about love

Quotes about love not only inspire and help find the right words but also encourage you to give in to feelings and introduce a little more poetry into your love life.


Like this wind, I want

to be the very form

of my own heat, slowly enter there,

where your summery

body rests; approach it so

that your body does not even feel it;

reach it like a pulsation

in the air; be

the embodiment of my thought of you

in your very presence;

the open flesh of the wind,

the dwelling of love in the soul.

/ Emilio Prados

If a man could say that he loves;

If a man could raise his love up to the heavens

Like a cloud against the sun;

If, like walls that crumble,

To greet the truth that stands in the middle,

He could destroy his body, leaving only the truth of his love,

The truth of himself,

Which is called neither glory, nor fortune, nor ambition,

But love or desire, –

I would be what I had imagined;

He who with his tongue, eyes and hands

Proclaims to men the disregarded truth,

The truth of his true love.

/ Luis Cernuda

 

I know no other freedom than the freedom of being imprisoned in another,

Whose name I cannot hear without trembling;

In her, for whom I forget my miserable existence;

For whom even the night is what he desires,

But my body and spirit float in his body and spirit

Like lost boats, which the sea buries or raises on waves

Freely – with the freedom of love;

The only freedom that excites me,

The only freedom for which I am ready to die.

 

It justifies my existence:

Because I do not know you, I have not lived;

If I die without knowing you, I do not even die, because I have not lived.

/ Luis Cernuda

These are the knees of the night.

We do not yet know her eyes.

Forehead, dawn, golden hair

will come later.

Her body, slowly traversing

lives without dreams,

in the evening oranges

immerses vague feet, while her hands

early reappear in the light.

Moon in her breasts.

Sun in her mind.

Proud. Dusky. Lonely.

Woman or night. Midnight.

/ Manuel Altolaguirre

and, of course, I feel

something that is much closer

to me than hope; something that lives

with my own life; something that ends

with you, beloved, and that makes me impossible –

the very life that you so completely give me

/ Luis Rosales

 

only you are real in this imagined world;

and I touch you and believe;

and you, the warm and tender matrix of reality,

beloved, guardian, mother –

or the gravity of the earth, which only in you I caress,

or the presence that remains even when I close my eyes,

so beautiful outside of me

/ Gabriel Celaya

The crystals of your absence scar my voice,

which fades into the night

in the icy desert of my bedroom.

I would want to be an angel and a she-wolf.

I would want to be dazzlingly yours,

but I am darkeningly mine.

/ Gloria Fuertes

 

Love exists in what we possess

Love exists in what we journey through

(in bridges, in words).

Love exists in everything we raise up

(in laughter, in flags).

And in what we fight against

(in night, in emptiness)

in the name of true love.

Love exists as long as we rise

(in towers, in promises).

As long as we reap and sow

(in children, in the future).

As well as in the ruins we destroy

(in lack, in lies)

in the name of true love.

/ José Ángel Valente

Your body is able

to fill my life

just as your laughter flies over the dark wall of sorrow.

 

Your single word shatters

blind solitude into a thousand fragments.

 

If you place your inexhaustible mouth

to mine, I drink

incessantly the root of my own being.

 

Only you do not notice when

the closeness of your body

makes me alive or when

its distance alienates me from myself,

makes me shrink into a shadow.

 

You are light and ignited

like a flaming torch

in the middle of the world.

 

Never again move away:

the deep movements

of your being

are my only law.

Keep me.

I know you are my limit.

And I am the happy image

of myself that you have endowed me with.

 

You were beside me

much closer than my senses.

 

You spoke from within love itself,

armed with your own light.

Never had you

uttered purer words of love.

/ José Ángel Valente

Your head was gently

inclined against me.

Your wide chest

and joyous waist.

You spoke from the very heart of love

on a grey evening of an ordinary day,

armed with your own light.

/ José Ángel Valente


Put your feelings into words

Quotes about love will be excellent for inspiration if you want to express your feelings in a love letter or greeting. Expand your spectrum of emotions and don't be afraid to put them into words!

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