If You Ask Me Poem by El Joaquin

if you were to ask me what my favorite color is,
i'll make a feeble attempt to describe her eyes
if you were to ask me what sound quiets me,
i'll explain how the music in her voice soothes me
if you were to ask me where my home is,
i'll tell you how it feels to be held in her arms
if you were to ask me what makes me happy,
i'll convey how i can't stop smiling when I look at her
if you were to ask me what love is,
i'll tell you her name one thousand times over
until my breath leaves me