Because I know no other way

I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in

it self 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.


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