My Love

I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what you do,
When I am with you.
I love you,
Not only for what You
have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you,
For putting your hand
Into my loving-you heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things,
things I've said.
I love you
because you,
are helping me to,
build something of my life.
Not a house
But a temple;
Out of the framework
Of my everyday
love for you
I love you
Because you have done
More than anyone
Could have done
To make me good,
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself,
Perhaps that is what
being a friend means
After all.
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