You're Beautiful

I saw you on the subway
Today and you were
Gorgeous.

I can't even begin to describe it.
Lightly toussled hair,
Cute flannel on,
Body-hugging jeans...

One problem:
You had a bouquet
Of flowers in your hand.

Dammit.
I'd love to date someone
Who would get me a bouquet
Of roses.

Whoever is dating you
Is incredibly lucky.

And I want to think
That whoever dates me
Is incredibly lucky
Too.

Oh hello.
You're a girl.

Ugh, either way
You're still really
Gorgeous.