One ~ Pavlov DeNuda

Pablo Neruda

"My love for her is the sweet sound of pressed piano keys slowly reaching my ears. 

It is fireworks beginning their ascent into the nighttime sky, yet to explode. 

It is light cascading through the clouds, the sun about to rise on the horizon. 

It is a star longing to be born in the constellation of her heart.

All that is missing, 

is her."

~ Pavlov DeNuda