I love you in today and tonight and tomorrow,
I love you in joy and apathy and sorrow.
I love you in before, yesterday too,
I love you in black and red and blue.

But love is a word far too opaque,
it goes far away, it’s fragile and fake.
And if I asked you if you loved me,
I know exactly what your answer would be.

I love you in sand and dry, painful drought,
I love you in misery and water without.
I love you in hunger and cold within,
I love you in blurs, and love lies therein.

I’m a dessert flower in sandy days,
trapped and lost in a delirious haze.
You swept over me, silent and true,
The winds picked up, tired they blew.

I love you in silence and in world-shaking din,
I love you in goodness and I’ll keep you in sin.
I love you in faithful old and beautiful new,
I love you in not just vice, but also virtue.

Your laughter is like a song to me,
so gentle, so happy, so young and so sweet.
Whether you’re here or I’m there,
I’d hold your hand, darling, I care.

I love you in this room and I treasure you out,
I love you in “say” and even in “shout!”
I love you in hardships and in numbing pain,
I love you in sun and especially in rain.

My feelings towards you from a year ago,
are just as fresh as this year’s snow.
But the winter is slow this time around,
and to the ground, I am firmly bound.

I love you in apart and in together,
I love you in “for now” and always in “forever.”
I love you in closed eyes and pressed pink lips,
I love you in white keys and dainty fingertips.

But a songbird like you, chained in a cage,
can’t sing much longer, so instead you rage.
And I, the cause, cannot blame you,
The fault is mine, God knows it’s due.

I love you in lies and long lost time,
I love you in prayers and forbidden crime.
I love you in autumn, and winter too,
I love you in spring, and summer true.

But I’m made of glass and you of stone,
your words’ cutting edge, I’m broken, alone.
With turns, the seasons change,
but your gaze is still so strange.

I love you in hate, in angry, in rage.
I love you in blind and willing and cage.
I love you in good, in bad and okay.
I love you in March and April and May.