Sweet face, your beautiful

Dear sweetface.

You don't know my name, nor do I know yours. I don't know your favorite colour, your age, even if your from my polluted hometown I sit in right now.
But sweetface, your beautiful.

You don't know me, but baby, I bet I know you. I bet your eyes match your heart, sweet and sincere. Your arms can hold the weight of your girls chaotic world, and still have room for a bit more. I bet you love with every inch of your skin, and never forget a word you said. I bet your there each time its tough, get on your knees and dig down deep. I bet you would wipe away the tears she would cry for the stresses that tear away her life. Babe, I bet I know.

I bet you show how you feel, in the most brilliant of ways. Open wide to the one that counts.
I bet that your unstoppable for her, push her against a wall and whisper in her ear that she is the one that matters. Life can be put on hold, just to make a moment.
Oh sweetface, I bet I know.

I bet you jam out to those tunes in your old red chevy and buy a cup of tim hortons coffee every saturday morning. I bet your the strong type, in character and in life. I bet you have the lips of an angel, and touch just as tender. I bet your tawny skin is perfect piano keys next to hers. Your own ebony and ivory. I bet you love with your whole heart, and just for her, not left for pickup on the side of the interstate. I bet you appreciate innocence, and keep it with yourself.
I bet you know respect like the back of your hand and can hold it gently but with a grip so it wont fly away. A butterfly in your hands.
I bet your all that matters and more, Baby I bet your it all.

But what I do know sweetface, your beautiful.