I see your beautifully sad emerald eyes I see the glow of your skin with the sun rise I see the furrow between your brow as you frown I see how easily in you I could drown I see your thick raven curls and how they move as the wind blows I see the gentle ***** of your strong nose I see the curve of your sly grin as you tell dry jokes I see your long slender fingers which lead into large strong hands I see your statuesque height when you stand I see the innocent kindness in your face so I love to stare I also fear the anger in it beyond compare I see you change every day; mostly in a good way I see so muchΒ Β potential and intelligence I see how you could blossom with due diligence I see the excitement in your eyes and smile when you learn a new skill I see the way you leave your heart open waiting to be filled Perhaps it's my fear of your criticism Perhaps it's my pride, my shyness, or my cynicism That I don't express how much I see in you We both know I'm not one to boast, but You are the one I see and love most Each day I discover about you something new Do you see me as much as I see you?
It is difficult for me to admit my admiration, it's embarrassing sometimes I'm not the mushy type.