Why do I love you
I love you not only for what you are 
but for what I am when I'm with you
I love you
not only for what you've made of yourself 
but for what you're making of me 
I love you for ignoring the possibilities of the fool in me 
and for laying firm hold of the possibilities for good in me 
Why do I love you 
I love you for closing your eyes to the dischords 
and for adding to the music in me by worshipful listening 
I love you because you're helping to make of the lumber of my life Not a tavern but a temple 
And out of the words of my everyday not a reproach but a song 
I love you
because you have done more than any creed to make me happy You have done it without a word without a touch without a sign You have done it just by being yourself 
and after all perhaps that's what love means