Is it the Baby’s Giggles?
Is it the Toddler’s Walk?
Is it the Kid’s Mischief?
Is is the Teen’s Blush?
Is it the Girl’s Glow?
Is it the Woman’s Curves?
Is it the Man’s Jaw?
Is it the Bird’s Wings?
Is it the Animal’s Roar?
Is it the Sand’s Texture?
Is it the Water’s Flow?
Is is the Rain’s Taste?
Is it the Thunder’s Noise?
Is it the Sea’s Waves?
Is it the Mountain’s Peak?
Is it the Sky’s Color?
Is it the Sweat Scent?
Is it the Road’s Path?
Is it the Desert’s Dunes?
Is it the Village Serenity?
Is it the Town’s Music?
Is it the City’s Landscapes?
Is it the Skyscraper’s Design?
Is it the Velvetiness of the Dress?
Is it the Stitch of the Pants?
Is it the Thread count of the Suit?
Is it the Silkiness of the Lingerie?
Is it the Mouth of the Cave?
Is it the Scales of the Dragon?
Is it the Phoenix’s Wings?
Is it the Claws of the Eagle?
Is it the Eyes of the Pup?
Is it the Toots of the Kitten?
Is it the Wool of the Sheep?
Is it the Strength?
Is it the Pain?
Is it the Tears?
Is it the Smile?
Is it the Distance?
Is it the Cuddles?
Is it the Fights?
Is it the Kisses?
Is it the Screams?
Is it the Silence?
Is it the Voice?
Is it the Melody?
How can I choose one when I have multitudes to LOVE to infinity and beyond? Tell me How?????
By.
Nivijoshi