Why do I love him? (Choice Poem)

A Poem by Nicole Ebert

Why do I love him?
Is it because of how he makes me feel?
Lovely sensations crawling and tingling under my skin whenever he’s around
Maybe it’s because of his wit
His passion and intellect
Encompassing him as a whole
Or maybe I just adore his shaggy hair and emerald eyes
The way his face lights up when I walk into a room
The same way he looks when he has a paint brush gingerly embraced between his fingers
As the canvas erupts with solace and luminescent colors
Just like him
Maybe it’s his silly shoes
Or that one dimple on his right cheek
How he continuous to dance while knowing how ridiculous he looks
Pulling me onto the floor with him
Dipping me
Maybe it’s the way he cries when I cry
The way he laughs when I laugh
Or could it be because he gazes at me
Like everyday is the first time he saw me
Is it because he always compares us to the old people at the park
“That will be us,” he whispers
Do I need a reason why I love him?
It’s simple
I just do