your eyes are beautiful.

I don't know you
and I'm not coming on to you
and I doubt we'll ever be friends
or acquaintances.

I have no judgements to render
or hatred to offer
or fear to motivate me.

we don't know the same people
and we probably don't believe the same things
and I wonder if you mind wearing that burqa
or whether it's comfortable for you
or if it just seems like the most natural thing
to cover yourself from head to toe,

and I kind of want to ask you about that
but I know better than to try.

the thing is that I have this habit
of staring at things that please my eyes
and your eyes please my eyes
because they are beautiful

and I wonder if all of you is beautiful
and I wonder if you are happy
and I wonder if you are kind
and I wonder if you are fearful
and I wonder if you are smiling beneath all that fabric

and I really want to ask you about that
but I know better than to try

...so I stifle my curiosity.

...so I keep my mouth closed.

...so I stare.

02/15/2007

Posted on 02/16/2007
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