Perfect Is Her Name

The sun is jealous,because she is hot her face is smooth,it got no spot for beauty she a goddess,and here is her salute her voice so soft,like that of a flute She walks like a queen,making the world stand still even if a crime, for her a glance you would steal because giving a warm smile,to her is like a skill and thou an amateur,the game she know how to kill PERFECT is her name,because with no make up she looks the same i swear i would be a poacher,if she were a game shooting her with my romantic arrow,would be my aim and if my future was to be bright,she would be my dream