Priceless Poem by Maria Justa Polotan

Of the many parts of you I love
What is it that I keep near?
Could it be your eyes that magnify
All that I hold dear?
Or perhaps your unruly head of hair
Which refuses to be tamed,
Or your lips that smile and laugh and kiss
And so tenderly say my name?
Is there any shelter safer
Than the sound of your beating heart,
For I am reduced to an aimless fool
Whenever we are apart.
And on that day when all grows still,
And I am asked to recall
Which part of you did I love best?
I shall answer... I loved them all.