I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Stargazing with you, I wonder
Which stars do I look at?
Those up in the night sky
Or the ones deep in your eyes?

I'd cast my heart,
           unto the sea

  if it meant it brought
you closer to me.


& baby when away I fly
              I'll kiss every cloud
         in the sky

          because when you look
      over-head you'll remember
our lovely good-byes.

I want to feel your silken skin forever
so please don't lose a thread.

               for, after all this time of
twists and turns
               I'm still tangled in
                                           your web

If you asked me to tell
where the ceiling ends and
the walls begin,
I wouldn’t be able to tell you.
When I think about you
everything blurs into black
like an unkindness of ravens.
And I—
You are
the only thing that ever
crosses my mind as soon as
dusk turns into night,
and I could never tell you why.
I like to think that
just as birds know when to fly
and time knows when to die,
I was meant to love you.