I Love Being Your Eyes

Awakening to the cascading flowers
Of the shade and sun
Orange and red poppies
Danced away from the white baby's breath
Ballerinas ever so gently moving their arms
The smiles come quickly to their faces

And I knew they knew they were

About to explode into grace

The toes arched

The legs scissor through the air

Can they know how beautiful they are

I think they know

How is it I didn't know for so long
I rip my shirt open

I thrust my bare chest to the sun

I look to the heavens

I whisper softly in your ear

You created this

And I love being your eyes