I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and 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 because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

by Pablo Neruda

Comments (9)

Great poem. The imagery of great roots growing from your soul and the slave of the circle that moves through black and gold (the sun?) and the ending paradox, that fullness of life imples decay and sadness
alone in the loneliness of this hour of the dead and filled with the lives of fire, pure heir of the ruined day. A poem of excellence. Amazing poet.
The more you read Pablo the more you get fascinated to read his work I really admire his writing skills
What more could Pablo have now written about had he not lived in such primitive time's.. iip
Deserves a lot more than a 5.6 This is a powerful piece on the end of day, death and the cycle os sun, moon and nature.
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