For You

Just realise that after reading through ppl's blog.. That they will always refer to that special someone is "You", "She", "Her" or for gals "He", "Him", "His". Being very careful not to expose on the net who is this person.

So i have found this extract from a  poem.. It is for her..where ever you are ...to say how i feel:

I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose,
topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and
 carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the
earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when,
or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any
other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is
my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes
that close.