Pebble In The Sea

I watched her walk away, Her lanky arms swung in the wind, Her jacket softly brushed against itself, Painted a soft dull green, Her hair hid under her knitted woven hat, Revealing the lower lobe of her ears Where her earrings matched her bright white smile, A joyous occasion, To see her smile, Her eyes peeked through the clear lens of her thick black glasses, I couldn't help but think, Anything else would be an understatement, I grew curious. Would I think the same thing Through someone else's eyes, Such music, The way her voice vocalized, The indentions left in her cheeks, Her skin wore a radiant brown, Beautiful in color, Her blush shown red as her cheeks could go no higher, Her smile stretched comfortably across her face, Leaving more to the imagination, If I gave my eyes to someone else, Would they see the same as I saw, No longer blind as I felt I could be myself, No longer a pebble in the sea of her eyes