Answer
On a hill overlooking the city lights
I had a chance to think, to think of all
the things I love about you, but on this
night I wanted to pinpoint what it is that
makes me love you more today than yesterday
I thought ...
Is it your keen mind, or maybe your golden hair
so intriguing in the sun light?
Or, could it be
the way you slip into something more comfortable
when we dim the lights?
No, it's none of these things. The answer I seek
is not complex, abstract nor profound ...
"It's just the way you treat me"
