She has beauty like a flower
but not like those that are grown for show
like a woodland flower
in a briar snarled forrest where people seldom go
there is true beauty in a flower
but not those that most of us know
they're a dime a dozen
I've been where true beauty grows
I have paid in blood and sweat and tears
to be with the beauty I see
and thought the price to low, I would have paid with everything
for what she gives to me
to be in the light
that lights on you
to bask in her warmth
and share her beauty too
unassuming and without accent
her beauty stands alone
and largely though it seems
her beauty remains unknown
few pass by
and still fewer see
the beauty
that took the breathe from me
I've touched her flesh
and held her close to me
and cursed myself for dreaming
of what is not supposed to be
It's not her fault I feel this need
the blame belongs to me
she is sunshine in my life
forever in my heart she'll be
I am not sad
for having met
and have but one
regret
it's that the world
may never see
how her beauty
reflects on me