I love you in a way I don't fully understand, In a way I really hope you don't either. The things about my life that I treasure, Each has come to hold something of you. I love you every time the sun rises, And I am looking through my window wide awake. I love you when I hear a choir sing And the sound pulls tears from me Like my heart's unraveling with awe. I love you when I look up and see the first star of a cold, clear night And say your name to myself so that I feel a beam of light, Spidersilk-thin, Stretch between me and that star And make me celestial for a moment. I love you like that feeling I get in museums or temples Like I don't want to breathe Because the silence is so sacred and beautifully full. I love you when I stand in my city at night in the rain, A living watercolor painting Smeared with neon and gold, And my breath catches at the exquisite world I live in. I love you through living, And I live with a passion hotter than the sun. I live so completely it hurts, And I love you that way As well.