amor

i do not love you except because i love you
i go from loving you to not loving you
from waiting to not waiting for you
my heart moves from cold to fire

i love you only because its you the one i love
i hate you deeply, and in hating you
bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
is that i do not see you but love you blindly

maybe january light will consume
my heart with its cruel
ray, stealing my key to true calm

in this part of the story i am the one who
dies, the only one, and i will die of love becuase i love you,
because i love you, Love, in fire and blood.

Pablo Neruda