Looks

My picture of a woman is simple and deep of one not self absorbed but sometimes would weep Her hair as a woman's and manners as such her conversation simple and selflessness much My picture of a woman that sometimes exist sometimes I see her walking and add her to my list she sometimes see's me watching though I try not to stare She ask, "Is there someone else I'm watching?" "Or is there someone else there?" I'd love to say I love her and hold her in my arms give her every part of me name her in my songs My picture of a woman as shy as i am in my mind I see her dreaming as I do as I am I wish that i could ask her can you trust me as I am? As knowledge does not as fateful memories could not My picture of a woman who love has not forgot lest not forsaken the prize of my plot