Your voice,
is why I love you.
Whirling in my head as I fall asleep,
like the scratches etched into my favorite CD
repeating the same thing
over…. and over again
washing over my mind like a favorite song
Your touch,
is why I love you.
Sending thousands upon millions of volts of electricity
through the slightest brush of a shoulder,
like the shivery rush from hearing a song for the first time
Your smell,
is why I love you.
The savory scent of your cologne
caressing my nose.
triggering thoughts of….
You!
that smile of yours that you rarely ever let be seen.
Nothing more than a myth, unreal until seen.
And
those 60-70 beats of your heart
a rhythm that could make it to
billboard’s top 100
The way your eyes light up
brighter than a flaming inferno
the vitality of passion in your words
hands flying in the air
as you tell me about things you love.
oh,
but that laugh of yours.
The one you let out when it’s just you
and
me.
It’s music to my ears.
The saccharine taste
of your
presence….
Just can’t forget the
soft,
rose petal pink,
of your lips.
or the soft brown of your eyes
Darling That,
is why I love you.