Jacqueline R. Mendoza Poet Sonnet

One Hundred Love Sonnets Xvii

I do not love you as if you were
A flow of pink petals billowing a fire;
I love you as I love certain things secretly
Within the shadows of my heart

I love you as a plant that does not bloom
But holds hidden inside itself: the light of all flowers,
And thanks to your love, living darkly in my body
Is every rich aroma that rises from the earth

I love you without knowing how, when or from where
I love you directly without problems or pride
I love you this way because I have no other way

Only this one, in which there is no you or I
So close that your hand upon my chest is mine
So close that when I yawn, it is your sleepy eyes that close

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