I love you without

I Love you without knowing How, or When, or from Where.
I Love you Simply, without Problems or Pride:

I Love You in this Way
Because I do not know any other way of Loving

But this,
In which there is no I or You,
So intimate that your hand upon my Chest is my Hand,
So Intimate that when I fall Asleep your Eyes Close.’

– Pablo Neruda,100 Love Sonnets