Love letter # 77
Bercasue of you – all of this.
I know – ridiculous. I shudder when I hear myself think it but here I am saying it out loud. All for you.
Previous reasons – they were vanity. Ego seeking itself.
Now that I love you the whole world is transformed – and beauty is the temple of you. Here I am, knowing more than myself at last, afraid and exhilarated, washed clean and re-dressed.
Yesterday I walked in the desert, thirsty and not even knowing it. Today I am here with you. This time the mirage kept its promise – and I am almost drunk for drinking.
I used beg for love – now I give it freely.
Everything – all my art, all my striving, every beautiful thing I try to make – they are all born of my love.
The old me would have laughed – but he’s not me anymore. Yes, I understand his objections – but yes, yes, yes my love … I do.