I love you with every breath.
I inhale and you fill me with fire;
I exhale and am emptied of pain.
I love you when I look up through the sky,
I love you when I look down toward the earth.
I am more in love with you each day.

I cannot speak, I can barely breathe;
My body aches thinking of you,
My heart swells, nearly bursting.

My mind loses its way and tumbles onto uncharted paths.
My thoughts are jumbled and confused.
I am lost and don’t want to be found.
I am empty and don’t want to be filled.
Unless you find me, unless you fill me.
Take my hand and lead me wherever.

Let my eyes go blind staring at you and I will not complain.
Let me taste your mouth and happily starve of all else.
Let me die in your arms and I will bravely regret dying.

I love you.
I wish to stop saying so.
So trite.
So vacuous.
So parrotlike and boyish.
I love you.
I don’t understand.
I don’t care that I don’t understand.
I love you.

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Editor’s Note: The featured image is “La Visione di Sant’Elena (The Dream of Saint Helena)” (c. 1570) by Paolo Veronese (1528-1588), courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

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