Room For Beauty

it may be that hers and mine are miles and miles apart, still in its time and own design there's work within this heart for if the trials of youth are not but blessings worth mistaking, I'll walk alone into the cold while in the meantime making room for beauty should she desire for someone's eyes to mirror all her shine, I can't conceive a higher prize than that those eyes be mine for if the tales of old prove lovers brave to be believing, I'll take their ageless words along and spare no inch in leaving room for beauty