Why Do You Love Me?

A poem
By Tom Grasso
Posted May 13, 2015

Why Do I Love You?

“Why do you love me?” he heard her whisper in the night.

He closed his eyes, a tear forming sure to stain his pillow.

I love you because I do.

I love you because the Universe showed me the way to you.

I love you because my heart beats your name, my mind drowns in your eyes, my soul feels yours even when we are miles apart.

I love you because I have no choice.

I didn’t ask to love you.

I didn’t need to love you, but I love you just the same.

My arms aren’t filled unless you’re in them, and my thirst is not quenched unless you are the drink.

I love you because I feel comfort in being out of my comfort zone with you by my side.

I love you because every cell of my body responds to your touch, to your look, to the way you move and the way you sound.

I love you because something, somewhere, directed me to you. It was my soul, and you are its mate.

Through the paths we have taken to one another I have loved you.

I’ve played in comfortable places among comfortable people until I had no choice but to leave there to come to you here.

I battled the gods themselves and faced the raging storms of hell until, one day, the clouds parted and your eyes met mine.

I waited, impatiently, for you until that shock from my heart announced your arrival.

I know you are scared, my sweet Angel.

I know you feel the pangs of fear and the dread of a journey of which no arrival is guaranteed.

But I promise you this.

When the demons come I will stand strong with you at my back and you will be protected.

When the brimstone comes raining from the sky I will shield you until each storm passes.

When the swine and malcontent arrive, I will fight them, and when the battles are over and the storm clouds are gone I will hold your face, look into your eyes, and you will know why I love you.

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~ by Chris Hibbard on May 12, 2015.

3 Responses to “Why Do You Love Me?”

  1. I wish I had a man speak to me like this daily LOL. But I’ll just have to pretend as I read your posts. I love the line “I love you because I have no choice.” Only someone who really experiences a love like this could understand.

  2. You’ll find someone special! It happens when you least expect it. The hard part isn’t knowing how to recognize it, it’s knowing how to hold on to it.

  3. mmm very true

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