His Point Of View
The Perfect Girl
The Perfect Girl
Someone Who Can Be My World
Soft, Warm Skin
With Glowing Eyes
Long Black Curls
Someone To Call Mines
Her Flaws Stand Out
Her Big Lipped Mouth
Her Quiet Words
Barely Heard
The Perfect Girl
The Perfect Girl
Someone Who Can Be My World
Her Uniqueness Sparkles
And My Mind Marvels
At How Beautiful She Can Be
My Perfect Girl
Is Imperfectly Her
And Is Never Afraid To Sit And Learn
Her Mood Might Change
Her Light Might Fade
But Either Way
I'm All Her's And She's All Mine
And Nothing There Can Change My Mind
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