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.