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Sonnet LXVI: 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.


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  • mbm
    October 10

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    omission around emotion

    selection time for long suffering can't come and so then neither regards for irregularity of whom life is really with through the crevices of our craving. the first stanza has a blink like the springs of a bared trampoline, where some only exercise due to requirement kept around with but endorphins need more of a door momentum with life.

    with that hankering, it can happen in the heavy hearted home for seeing it not remain sunk. personally, the second set of verse entails a little of what turn around is needed between husband and miscarriage warped wife... by expectations of companionship though.

    should subside by more than mechanical winter routine. left out of festering or freshness, yet limits need the overall. there needs to be a dance to this dance perhaps whispered as well as penned.

  • Faazlyn
    September 3

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    Made me cry

    It is almost as if many years ago,when he wrote this poem,he knew that it was for me to read, as I am in this love at this moment in time.


  • August 29
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    spellbound

    From guest sadia (contact)
    OH what a magical poem of love...i love pablo and i love all his poems.how true it is that love burns,stinks, and engulfs you..


  • August 3
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    From guest phillip wright (contact)
    this is a great poem which i must say it is worth the reading.


  • November 22, 2005
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    The poem carts to the heart of the matter


  • Leslie
    December 20, 2004
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    WOW, I just think that is so amazing when a poems touches your soul so deep that you can actually close your eyes and feel it, the poem is amazing I’m a big Pablo’s Fan I adore the contractions he mixes in his art is just amazing is the battle I think every human has inside because even when we do want something there is always a part of us that is in contraction, I love “I will die of love because I love you” now I know that it is possible to die of love, he expressed love and hate and political points of view like one of the greatest, and mixing art with your emotions is the perfect combination.
    BlueMisery

  • carlspenc1
    October 21, 2004
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    this poem is a fine choice and the poem is great.
    thankz for sharing
    and
    happy scribbling.

  • flowingwords
    September 10, 2004
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    Neruda was magical and inspiring in a way that not to many poets can even come close to...He translates the desire and emotional toll in a rare form
    ~kimberly~


  • April 26, 2004
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    Yes Yes Yes

    This poem truly does capture the intensity and fire of romantic passion. Yes, we desire the fire yet its heat brands us with a flash of hot metal in our hearts.
    We hate what enslaves us but need it when it is love...the love that burns.


  • Ahkam Moderators member
    February 15, 2004
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    logical@love

    "I do not love you except because I love you;
    I go from loving to not loving you,"
    This is too logical. very light still philosophical like it very much. The main concept here is the self-contradiction. Which is a difficult art.


  • astralshepherd
    February 13, 2004
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    intense

    For me this poem is fire and ice, both separate and at once .The poet captures the intensity and conflict that love inflicts on man when spellbound by a woman. For in truly knowing the woman in the revealing and the unveiling of “self” to these strange creatures…we as men fall into a willing snare of be enraptured and captured. Driven mad by the whims and ways of a creature we come to adore and abhor.

  • xbrokenheartsx
    January 10, 2004
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    i love this poem. its so true , its certainly for sure
    love stinks


  • December 16, 2003
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