I didn’t fall in love with her
nor did I grow in love with her
I was born in love with her
the way the deepest lovers are
the way my mother’s body cradled me
and her spirit nourished mine
the way her children multiplied her capacity for love
rather than shared it
the way the dirt fits in the crooks and cuts of my skin
She is beautiful
She is everything
She is only natural
a tendency since birth
like a child breathes or a baby nurses
I love her not because She gives me life
but because She is the only life i have ever known
She is everything
without her I will have known nothing.