You asked me why I loved you.
Here are the all world’s answers
In my head
and not one n my lips.
I will smile.
And you will be fooled into
thinking I know more than you.
But I don’t.
Perhaps I never will, except for this:
That I love you because you are
all the women I could ever have loved
when I was not even one
of the men you would have called
Yours,