Such beautiful poetry; I love it
I sit alone observing you from a distance.
The way you smile,
The way you stand,
The way winter gives you chills and you snug your hands in your pockets.
The way your hair moves along with the wind,
The way you look at things.
I keep looking at you in your eyes,
But when you move your head in my direction,
I avert my gaze to meaningless things around me.
Every bit of you is poetically beautiful.