Quote by: Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.


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Author Bio


  • NamePablo Neruda
  • DescriptionChilean poet
  • AliasesNeftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto
  • BornJuly 12, 1904
  • DiedSeptember 23, 1973
  • CountryChile
  • ProfessionPoet; Diplomat; Politician; Writer; Autobiographer
  • AwardsNobel Prize In Literature