If asked why I love him,
I would say...
It’s the austerity in his voice,
the timbre of his speech.
It’s the sweetness in his words,
the sappiness when he utters,
that makes me shine and glow.
It’s the tenderness of his lips,
the desire in his eyes,
the longing with each wishful glance.
It’s the waves in his hair,
the roughness of his skin,
the touch that makes me shiver some more.
It’s the arrogance in his walk,
the swinging when he struts,
that makes me want him more.
It’s the way he loves me
that makes me love him each day..
That is what I would say.