by S Joseph Gordon on Sunday, 14 November 2010 at 21:58
its not because of your wisdom,
the slight smell of revolution in your hair...
its not because of your smile
or the depth of your heart
neither is it the size of your engine
or the worth of your conglomerate
it isn't that you warm my mornings
you don't inspire my heart to skip a beat
its not because you fought the war
nor is it the way your lips curl
its not your stark defiance
nor is it the way you resist my kiss for a year and a month
its not how you dress
its not because you used to have a girlfriend
nor is it the things you make
or the things you do
its not the name of your pet dog
nor is it your cackle after jokes
its not the way you sniffle
nor the dance your fingertips make on hardwood
its not the way you swallow
the gulp of your eve's apple
its not because you are friendly to me
nor is it because you are feisty to others
its not the sinking hollow of our hug
its not the sun
its not the moon
its definitely not in the stars
its not the way you dance
its not the songs you like
its not because of how cute your toes are
nor is it because you are beautiful
it is only
because i love you.
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