to my gf

when i look at you,
what do i see?
how do i look past
what you intend to say,
portray?
for me, you are — 
the pure sunshine,
no, really, you are…
your thick and long 
and glossy hair
touching elbows,
the pale white skin
and eyes that speak eternity
the Buddhism the Dharma,
the east in its oblivion
and…