I look through the window and see in the skies <br />The beautiful blueness of your beautiful eyes <br /> <br />I look at the bark of a tree and the brown I see there <br />Is the beautiful browness of your beautiful hair <br /> <br />I look at the ocean as the wave rips <br />And I see beautiful roundness to your beautiful hips <br /> <br />I listen to the radio and with every station choice <br />I hear the beautiful sharpness of your beautiful voice <br /> <br />I listen to the breeze and the storm in the sky <br />I hear the cowardice shake in my cowardice sigh <br /> <br />Because though you look beautiful and sound beautiful too <br />I could never be brave enough to ask that question to you<br /><br />Brie Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beautiful-65/
