He’s Perfect

He’ll never know just how perfect he is,

And how I secretly wish to be his.

His eyes, they gleam with this love and light,

Something I’ve never seen in men that I thought for me- were right.

I been around the world, but yet no one like him,

I wasn’t exactly looking, it just happened on a whim.

When my eyes met his, I knew he was the one,

And so I gathered my things so that- away from him- I could run.

I continued on, even though he was always there,

Reminding me of his beauty when I doze off in a stare.

His smile, it’s perfect and warms my heart,

There’s so many things to say, but where do I start?

When he looks at me, it’s a though I’m really here,

His presence is safe and so I have no fear.

He’s the most handsome man in all the land,

I wish that one day I could hold his hand.

He’s my person and I await for him to know,

That the love in my heart will only continue to grow.

He’s a mystery, a book I’m dying to read,

An adventure inside, that I’m waiting to feed.

It’s him, because my soul knows it is,

It won’t let go, I’ve tried, I always come back to him.

It tugs on my heart, when I feel him near,

I want to unite, but inside I fear,

He doesn’t love me, like I love him,

But this love inside will never die or dim.

My thoughts of him exceed who he may be,

A thought that sets all my pain free.

He’s dashing and handsome, he’s tall and fine,

His presence is luring, oh how I wish he were mine.

His smile equates to the sun, he’s witty and shy,

He’s all the things I wished for, he’s my kind of guy.

He doesn’t notice me, like I notice him,

I wish he could see me, like I see him.

Maybe one day we’ll collide underneath that one star,

But even if not at all, I’ll still adore him from afar…