“Why do I love” You, Sir?

 Because—

 The Wind does not require the Grass 

To answer—Wherefore when He pass 

She cannot keep Her place. 

 Because He knows—and 

Do not You— 

And We know not— 

Enough for Us 

The Wisdom it be so— 

 The Lightning—never asked an Eye

 Wherefore it shut—when He was by— 

Because He knows it cannot speak—

 And reasons not contained—

 —Of Talk— 

There be—preferred by Daintier Folk—

The Sunrise—Sire—compelleth Me— 

Because He’s Sunrise—and I see— 

Therefore—Then— 

I love Thee—

Emily Dickinson