Why do I love you?
Well it could be
Because you’re beautiful
Or that you’re funny
It could perhaps be
That you laugh at my jokes
Or that you chose me
When there are better blokes
It might be because
You’re caring and sharing
Or of modest disposition
Though cautiously daring
Why do I love you?
It could quite easily be
Your wisdom and intelligence
Or that you’re pretty and witty
But it doesn’t matter
What superlatives I apply
Or how long the list of traits
And attributes that I supply
You wouldn’t recognize them
The wonderful girl I see
Would be a stranger to you
Such is your modesty
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