Loving you is not expecting something from you; is simply waiting for you, silent, night and day.
Loving you is not reject your flaws; is to make me sensitive to them and make you sensitive to them, never expecting you to change them.
Loving you is not demanding of you, it is not forcing you, It is not to pressure you, it is not to convince you, It is not defeating yourself; is to help you free yourself from yourself, of me, of everything, is to lend you my breath, to seduce you without desires, or objectives, is to enjoy yourself.
Loving you is not be my colleague in happiness, is to be colleagues in adversity, where whe 聽join anymore.
Loving you is not take refuge in your person; is to build a shelter together, with our own hands, where the whole world can fit.
Loving you is not wishing be the center of your life; is to drive you, If you let me, if I can do it, to the life of your center, without seeking rewards.
Loving you is not give you my umbrella in the rain, is that we close it and run like children jumping with no direction or destination.
Loving you is not giving up to my dreams for you; is waking up from my dreams, with you, taken from your hand.
Loving you is not flattering you is not puffed up, It is not weakening you is not to get your attention, it is not confusing you; is to show you worth of your shadow, the wonder of your own light, is to help you live alert, is wanting you to fly while I look at you, absorbed, happy.
Loving you is not fearing you is not owning you, it is not guarding you, It is not watching over you; is hugging you warmly, is to open my door for you, is to observe you in full light, in total darkness, with the soul鈥檚 eyes.
Loving you is not just looking at you, smell you, or taste you; is looking with you at the same time anything, make me one with your smell, be part of you.
Loving you is not tell you that I love you, It鈥檚 not to think that I loved you that I will love you; is asking myself Yes I love you, is to feel it, leaving let it develop in me, without any need to tell you.
Loving you is not always be by your side, It is not always thinking of you It is not always dreaming of you; is to be available to you, is to be you, to become one with you, is to be aware of your dreams, and of mine with you, is to allow know me completely to the very center of my pain, and of my love.
Loving you is not look at you from above, or from below, from behind, from the front; is to cultivate a balance that again and again feel what happens for our common center.
Loving you is not projecting ideas about you is not idealizing yourself; is to see you from afar, from close, from within (from you), from outside, see you from beyond me.
Loving you is not loving you only when you love me, when you鈥檙e pretty when you smile at yourself, when you kiss me, when you caress me, when you walk gracefully, when you are calm, when you are happy; is to accept you whole As you are, always and everywhere, with simplicity, gladly.
Loving you is not accompany you anywhere, is to go to that place when we both feel like it, and not by 聽one obligation relationship.
Loving you is not writing that I love you; is to share with you the best of me (love), no return, without horizon.
Loving you is not writing you my love poems; is to be love when I write to you, and when not.
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Amarte no es esperar algo de ti; es simplemente esperarte, en silencio, de noche y de d铆a.
Amarte no es rechazar tus defectos; es hacerme sensible a ellos y hacerte sensible a ellos, sin esperar jam谩s que los cambies.
Amarte no es exigirte, no es obligarte, no es presionarte, no es convencerte, no es derrotarte; es ayudarte a liberarte de ti, de m铆, de todo, es prestarte mi aliento, seducirte sin deseos, ni objetivos, es disfrutar de ti.
Amarte no es ser mi compa帽era en la felicidad, es ser compa帽eros en la adversidad, donde no unimos m谩s.
Amarte no es rechazar tus defectos; es hacerme sensible a ellos y hacerte sensible a ellos, sin esperar jam谩s que los cambies.
Amarte no es refugiarme en tu persona; es construir un refugio juntos, con nuestras propias manos, donde pueda caber el mundo entero.
Amarte no es desear ser el centro de tu vida; es conducirte, si t煤 me lo permites, si soy capaz de hacerlo, a la vida de tu centro, sin buscar recompensas.
Amarte no es entregarte en la lluvia mi paragua, es que lo cerremos y corramos como ni帽os dando saltos sin rumbo o destino.
Amarte no es renunciar a mis sue帽os por ti; es despertar de mis sue帽os, contigo, tomado de tu mano.
Amarte no es halagarte, no es envanecerte, no es debilitarte, no es llamar tu atenci贸n, no es confundirte; es mostrarte la val铆a de tu sombra, la maravilla de tu propia luz, es ayudarte a vivir alerta, es querer que vueles mientras te miro, absorto, dichoso.
Amarte no es temerte, no es poseerte, no es custodiarte, no es vigilarte; es abrazarte c谩lidamente, es abrirte mi puerta, es observarte a plena luz, en total oscuridad, con los ojos del alma.
Amarte no es s贸lo mirarte, olerte, o probarte; es mirar contigo a la vez cualquier cosa, hacerme uno con tu olor, formar parte de ti.
Amarte no es decirte que te amo, no es pensar que te am茅, que te amar茅; es preguntarme a m铆 mismo si te amo, es sentirlo, dejando que se desarrolle en m铆, sin necesidad alguna de dec铆rtelo.
Amarte no es estar siempre a tu lado, no es pensar siempre en ti, no es so帽ar siempre contigo; es estar disponible para ti, es ser t煤, hacerme uno contigo, es ser consciente de tus sue帽os, y de los m铆os contigo, es permitir que me conozcas por entero hasta el mismo centro de mi dolor, y de mi amor.
Amarte no es mirarte desde arriba, o desde abajo, desde atr谩s, desde delante; es cultivar un equilibrio que una y otra vez sienta que pasa por nuestro centro com煤n.
Amarte no es proyectar ideas sobre ti, no es idealizarte; es verte desde lejos, desde cerca, desde dentro (desde ti), desde fuera, verte desde m谩s all谩 de m铆.
Amarte no es quererte 煤nicamente cuando me amas, cuando est谩s guapa, cuando te sonr铆es, cuando me besas, cuando me acaricias, cuando caminas con elegancia, cuando est谩s tranquila, cuando est谩s feliz; es aceptarte entera tal cual eres, siempre y en todo lugar, con sencillez, con alegr铆a.
Amarte no es acompa帽arte a cualquier lugar, es ir a ese lugar cuando los dos nos apetece, y no por una relaci贸n de obligaci贸n.
Amarte no es escribir que te amo; es compartir contigo lo mejor de m铆 (el amor), sin vuelta atr谩s, sin horizonte.
Amarte no es escribirte mis poemas de amor; es ser amor cuando te escribo, y cuando no.
