A Question Not Answered

You asked me why I Iove you I love you as, the suns rays caress this morning so gently, that her tears are dew as black consumes my spirit, a skein of velvet shot bursts illumination my gift and that, without your swirl I would have never shined I’d have not discovered love as the siren or mermaid never would I have felt your breath in my hair The shy wallflower hiding like ‘wheres wally’ in a pot-plant I was the closed speck of a mouth that seldom moved but you caught my eye held it in your hand and refused to return my sight till I saw myself as you did ever special ever precious I saw myself through your eyes you ask why I love you?