I live you. I live you. I live you....
I keep on saying.
Well, let me stir it up a bit, I guess.

When I say, I live you...
I'm saying, I choose to
Breathe for that catfish
Who is praised by the world
For not breathing enough.

When I say, I live you...
I'm saying, I etch life
Upon my lousy eyes,
As the pretty mole is etched
By nature, on my collar-bone.

When I say, I live you...
I'm saying, I felt the knot
In my chest, dissolving...
When the you asked me to
Untangle your locks from your specs.

When I say, I live you...
I'm saying, I welcome June-Solistice
'Cause you love to chase Sun,
Even though I reside
With dark clouds and fireflies.

When I say, I live you...
I'm saying, I don't believe
In prayers as an atheist,
But if anything about it is true then
I believe, you came certainly as the answer to it.

When I say, I live you...

... okay! no more stirring up, today.
'Cause, It's  just the tip of the iceberg,
And you know it all anyway.

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Poet's note: I first read the line, "I live you" in LuvLaws's brilliant novel Black. Not just this poem, this line and the novel actually evolved my life for the better in many ways. I will never able to express my gratitude in words.