I love you,

Not only for what you are,

But for what I am

When I am with you.

I love you

Not only for what

You have made of yourself,

But for what

You are making of me.

I love you

For ignoring the possibilities

Of the fool in me

And for laying firm hold

Of the possibilities for good.

Why Do I Love You?

I love you

For closing your eyes

To the discords-

And for adding to the music in me.

I love you because you

Are helping me to make

Of the lumber of my life

Not a tavern

But a temple;

And out of the words

Of my every day

Not a reproach

But a song.

I love you

Because you have done

More than any creed

To make me happy.

You have done it

Without a word

Without a touch,

Without a sign.

You have done it

Just by being yourself.

After all

Perhaps that is what

Love means...