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Why I Love You



Why do I love you?
From you that question came.
Apparently I don't tell you why,
And myself I have to blame.

So I feel that I should list,
Some qualities in you I admire.
And put them down in written form,
Before from my brain they expire.

I don't know what to start off with,
Placing precedence on one or the other.
So I shall blindly pick one random,
And hope that I can still flatter.

Your sense of humor I love so dear,
As you spontaneously crack a joke.
Or contort your face so weird,
I am afraid it will go broke.

You do this at moments so unsuspecting,
That I must laugh with you anyway;
No matter how rotten my mood is,
Or how dreary it is that day.

I also love your questioning,
Of the universe around you.
Your probing of the environment,
And deducing false from true.

No question is to small or dumb,
For me to not want to answer.
I honestly don't want to belittle you,
I just want to sate your hunger.

I also love your sexy ...