by time or distance,
impervious to fickle
whims or fates,
but always an affection full
of the most loving care,
as pure as a child's,
as vast as the big blue sky.
José Zorrilla.
(Own translation)
Julio Cortázar
(Own translation)
I must confess
- I swear it is true -
I did really
lofe you
Yes, this way,
with an 'f',
because it was
a mistake.
Rodolfo Quintero-Noruega (attributed)
(Own translation)
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