Your hair whips in strands of rhythm across your innocent face.
The cold wind pierces the pores of your skin, leaving tiny bumps of nervous delight behind.
Your beauty is immortal and ancient in its overwhelming newness.
The qualities in your smile leave me in stunned awareness.
Moments are fleeting as you dodge from sight only to return with a smile just as bright...
Bright as the moon on a dark winters night.
Where do you go to when you hide your eyes?
Where do you go to when you burst through the night's sky?
This essence of something I can't explain.
You have it...
I've seen it!
There's no use in trying to hide or refrain.