Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Poetry: Perfect Woman

Her hair gleams,
like the bright sunshine.
She makes me smile easily,
making my life sublime.

Her voice like crystal,
ringing clear and true.
Her eyes shimmer in the light,
glowing an icy blue.

She is the perfect woman,
everything I could ever want.
She lights my soul,
my angelic debutante.

She dances with abandon,
like a leaf in the wind.
She laughs with all her heart,
the feelings I have for her I will never rescind.

I have never met her,
but she is the perfect woman to me.
She may not exist out in the world,
but in a vision only I can see.

So now I search,
over hill and over dale.
I hope to find her someday,
and not end up chasing my own tail.

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