Your hands have already opened their delicate fists
and let their soft drifting signs drop away;
your eyes closed like two gray wings, and I move
after, following the folding water you carry, that carries
me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny.
Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all.
~ Pablo Neruda, "Sonnet LXXXI" from Ciensonetos de amor (translated by Stephen Tapscott)
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Rest with Your Dream in My Dream
FanfictionNear the end of the war, Minerva looks back at her relationship with Severus Snape and thinks about destiny.
