Jerome by Anastasia Forfotă - HTML preview

Reason

I love you simply because I love you,

because the way that I love you is reason enough for me to love you.

Because if you were fire I would burn up in your flame,

just to be a little closer.

Because if you were light I would turn blind at the sight of you,

and still not shut my eyes in pain.

Because if you were Sun I would be Icarus

and I'd build wings merely to reach you,

just for a moment,

for a minute glimpse,

and then fall in the abyss,

admitting sweet defeat.

If you were candle I would pray before you,

and then bend to kiss your heat.

And if you asked me of my burnt lips

my confessional would be discreet

- so much that you wouldn't know what it means.

I would tell you that absences hunger me

and that I need to eat,

but that the presences - God - devour me

and barely let me live.

And if you looked at me I'd burst ablaze

because it is your presence I kiss.

It is because of your hands that mine tremble

and because of your tears that I whimper,

it is your eyes that I miss

even when they're near,

it is your reprieve

or your glare

- they burn me either way -

it is for you that I pray,

it is for you that I'm here,

it is for you that I stay,

it is for you that I breathe,

it is you that I bow to,

it is you that I'm blind to

- even when it is you alone I see -

it is you, it is you-

It is because I love you,

because I love you, because I love you,

(because I don't know how not to,)

because I love you, because-

That's it.

There are no words for it.