my perfect man

He listens to my actions

I wonder why?

I say what I mean but expirence has made me coy,

He handles me not as toy

But as a honest man could,

He's gentle with me when I'm hard on me,

He smiles when I'm a mess

He says I'm beautiful

When I'm youthful,

When I'm stubborn,

And trying to have my way,

He kisses me and says hey

I can't refuse his stare

When we fight,

He fights fair,

He won't let me chicken out

He loves the tout in me,

When I babble,

Talk my heart down,

He knows I want to bond,

He holds me down,

Not with a clowns frown,

But with the arms of a man

He holds me and says its okay,

I'm here now,

If hes held back at work

And can't make movie night

He calls ahead,

Sends me a million bb pings,

These little things,

Make him my perfect man!

When the world seems to be crumbling down

We hold hands and pray heaven down,

He may not be ideal to her,

Cause he's too trim!

But he's more than perFect for me!