I LOVE YOU THIS MUCH

 

Allow me, allow me tell you how 

much I love you because it 

would be the last of my saying. 

I love you in acknowledgement 

of your existence, 

in awareness of your flaws, 

I love you in understanding 

of your inadequacies and 

in acceptance of your shortcoming. 

I love you with belief in your goals, 

in support of your vision, 

in alignment with your values. 

I love you like the teeth loves the tongue, 

that even though it quarrels with it, 

it still sucks it in. 

I love you like the head loves the brain; 

it allows it live in it and 

doesn’t judge it if it’s empty. 

I love you that much. 

I love you beyond sight, 

even your errors don’t chase me off. 

I love you that I can coin excuses for you, 

that I can stand and help you scale through. 

Heck? I love your laughter, 

I love your build. 

I think your humor is faulty 

but I’d laugh at anything you say. 

I love you that much.

I just love that it’s you; 

I love your feet, your arms, 

your teeth and your eyes. 

That’s why my body connects 

with yours, 

that in your flesh, I am drowned.

I love you beyond your body, 

I love you into the soul. 

Even the universe knows. 

Such that if I ever and when 

I get to call you my own - 

the waters could stand still, 

the winds would blow heavy 

and nature would respect 

the moment that only our souls would own. 

I love you that much. 

My spirit can smell your feet 

and beyond your cologne, 

I also know you breathe. 

If one breath of air of yours 

is let loose in the air, 

I’d trace it and say 

“oh, you are here”! 

I love you that much.

I love you so much 

that I can let you go! 

That if you don’t love me this 

way and to this extent, 

it’s a waste of my own! 

I love you so much that 

I know when to stop. 

I love you so much that 

I don’t try so hard to be yours. 

Because in my understanding of love, 

willingness means a lot. 

Because it goes ahead to translate 

to intentionality which grows 

into sacrifice and it’s validates partnership. 

I love you so much that 

I would understand 

if you cannot give back 

in the measure I give. 

Because there’s faith and hope, 

but I need the greatest which is love.

I love you but I also need 

to be loved like I love you. 

In understanding of the totality 

of my existence,

in settlement of my path, 

in everything that there could be. 

In desires, taste, expectations, 

moments and memories, 

in friendship and consistency, 

with compassion and kindness. 

With total understanding 

and termination of crisis. 

That when anything stands, 

we measure greatly before it 

and bring it to the ground. 

I love you that much and 

I love you that much because…. 

Because I loved myself before I loved you.

If I can love myself and you that much, 

there shouldn’t be too much love 

for you to love me with. 

There can only be greater and 

if this should like a myth to you, 

we don’t make great a fit! 

You just can’t give it. 

I just can’t expect it, 

and I can’t ask for you to find it. 

It’s a knowing, it’s a gift, it’s an opening; an obligation worth fulfilling. 

If your heart doesn’t feel it 

and your soul doesn’t acknowledge it. 

It’s unknown by you. 

It might never grow on you. 

You might never live it.

They say real lovers have 

their soul yearning! 

You might never live it.

I love you so much that ….. 

oh, I can’t tell you! 

It’s an act; it can only be lived 

by two, for it to be lived really good!