You
You make me cackle with wild laughter.
It is not why I love you.
You drive me mad with desire,
But again, it is not why I love you.
You amaze me with your intellect,
But once again it is not why I love you.
You delight me in the breadth of your interest.
But again and again, this is not why I love you.
You make me crazy with passion and weak in my knees,
Still, this is not why I love you.
You take my breath away with your beauty,
Yes, yes, yes, it is still not why I love you.
Your knowledge of this expansive world cultures and languages amazes me,
But in no way is this why I love you.
You hold my love in your heart
For this and all these things . . .
are not why I love you.
Just to love . . .
That is enough.