I do not love you as if you -rose, or topaz,

        or tions ts off.

        I love you as certain dark to be loved,

        i, bethe soul.

        I love you as t t never blooms

        but carries in itself t of hidden flowers;

        to your love a certain solid fragrance,

        risen from th, lives darkly in my body.

        I love you    knowing how, or when, or from where.

        I love you straig plexities or pride;

        so I love you because I knoher way

        t exist, nor you,

        so close t your    is my hand,

        so close t your eyes close as I fall asleep.
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