Might

For being a graceful gazelle,

  tall and elegant, I might love you.

  And for making happiness seem 

  near in your every picture.

  For asking about wishes and dreams

  and embodying them, I might love you.

  And for sending a little kiss 

  then a promise of more.

  I might love you for standing poised

  with one leg raised almost horizontal

  like a wary animal that sees the tiger

  but stays to watch its perilous beauty;

  for wearing the noon sun on a blouse;

  for your warm smile that has no guile;

  for hair that shouts: look here;

  for your sylph body;

  I might love you.

  And for opening wide the door

  to us both having hope

  for a shared life together.