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.