Male Form CCCXXI

I love you without knowing how,
or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly,
without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I knew
no other way than this,
where 'I' does not exist, nor 'you'.
So close that your hand on
my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close
as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda.