You can never look more beautiful
Than you do through a poet's eyes
Especially if that poet only looks for you
A poet's eyes see the truth
We see what the rest of the world ignores
Every seemingly insignificant detail we turn into a whole other world
A broken piano
A speck of dust
A missing sock
A single staple
A shrunken sweater
A fallen feather
The world is full of wonder
But none like they are
To a poet who takes in all that is offered
You will never see how beautiful you are through a poet's eyes
You will find it in their words as they try to describe
The indescribable perfection they see before them
A speck of gold hidden by coal
The kind of magic that tears your soul
Released from the fingertips of someone bold
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 11:32 PM UTC
You can never look more beautiful
Than you do through a poet's eyes
Especially if that poet only looks for you
A poet's eyes see the truth
We see what the rest of the world ignores
Every seemingly insignificant detail we turn into a whole other world
A broken piano
A speck of dust
A missing sock
A single staple
A shrunken sweater
A fallen feather
The world is full of wonder
But none like they are
To a poet who takes in all that is offered
You will never see how beautiful you are through a poet's eyes
You will find it in their words as they try to describe
The indescribable perfection they see before them
A speck of gold hidden by coal
The kind of magic that tears your soul
Released from the fingertips of someone bold
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