Sonnet LXVI (from Pablo Neruda’s 100 Sonnets of Love)
“Cien Sonetos de Amor”
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you, from waiting to not waiting for you
my heart moves from the cold into the fire. I love you only because it’s you
I love; I hate you no end, and hating you
bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe the *February light will consume my heart with its cruel
ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who dies,
the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
*original month is January