I Must Not Love You Here

I must not love you here or there you know because. And yet without exception it is why because of you, and is it simple when I say and loved I said are you. I am when loving you and am I loving you and when. How I wait to long and waiting long I do. A heart that moves from yielding lips a choir that moves. I, when love is hate and you to yielding deep I forge. And it is never hating you, I love the storms your cage. When I blend inside of you, and the length of what I measure is the pleasure of the measure it is a widow open that is covered brightly over you. It is not the changing day but when night comes over you.