If Someone were to ask...

If someone were to ask why I love you

I would reply I could not say

Love is not only blind to those that agree its terms

It cushions you to the blow of reason

I could say it is your hair

the way it frames a perfect face

I could site your eyes as being windows

into a mind I can never understand

I may even be as brash as to describe the incredible innocence of your
shoulders

that form on an early morning,

a sculpture so pure.

If someone were to ask me why I stay with you

when words appear as harshly as an unforeseen thunderstorm

I would say it is written somewhere

that a spark creates a burning fire.

And a flame is preferable to me,

in this short life

and while all around me fools talk of love

mine will remain unspoken

because the soul never speaks

it is left just to wonder,

at the beauty of it all.