Shyly Watching Poem by Billy Loving

Eyes black as coal
Peering into the soul
Without a care
Standing there
A smile that pleases
As the tension of the day, she eases
Skin the color of clay
Standing there with nothing to say
Lips full and round
Making not a sound
Nose perfect in it's place
While I observe her face
In the corner, I hide
Maybe a future bride
Just a passing vision
To duck back into the shadows, my decision
Never knowing I'm there
As she walks away, totally unaware