Choice

A love poem by adelinefecker

She chose him because

his eyes reminded her of maple syrup on sunday mornings

She chose him because

his voice reminded her of rain hitting the city pavement

She chose him because

his mind reminded her of a temple Indiana Jones would discover

She chose him because

his laughter was like an earthquake that reformed her walls

She chose to let him infect her

day by day and said nothing While he chose someone else