Look through her eyes tell me what do you see? <br /> <br />Do you see the mountain tops glisten <br />with the delights of her dreams <br />watch her hopes and her fears <br />flow down ice water streams <br /> <br />Do you hear the songstress sing sweetly <br />of her joy & despair <br />who like Daemon & Pythias <br />walk an inseparable pair <br /> <br />Did you feel the warmth of the sirocco <br />in the cool night air blow <br />carrying the seeds of her redemption <br />to both friend and foe <br /> <br />Did you hear the pound and roar <br />of a ocean wild <br />whose crescendo was crushed <br />by the cry of her child <br /> <br />I Looked through her eyes and what did I see? <br /> <br />Not mountains, nor streams <br />Not fears or dreams <br />Not joy, nor despair <br />Not the cool night air <br />Not an Ocean wild <br />Nor the cry of a child <br /> <br />I look through her eyes and what do I see? <br />I see my friend...the reflection of me<br /><br />ian burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-her-eyes-2/
