Treasure
What is it, that makes me want to love you,
could it be because your love is so true;
maybe the depth of your deep brown eyes,
or perhaps the sound of your loving sighs;
could be the beauty of your sensual smile,
or the personality you carry all the while;
of course there is your wit and great humor,
that grows on my like a cancerous tumor;
then your heart is so warm and always giving,
you become my one and only reason for living;
all of your warmth and all of your beauty,
keep my love for you alive and my only duty;
though it isn't a duty as much as a pleasure,
but something I'll always keep and treasure.
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