The Perfect Guy
Blonde hair the color of the sand,
Eyes the color of the sea after a storm,
Hands that know just how to touch,
Words that know when to be spoken,
A heart thats caring and open to all,
Dangerous when awake, but harmless when sleeping,
Yet so sweet and sensitive,
When he's weeping,
This describes the perfect guy,
The name he holds in Jonathan.
Copyright © Tracey Kraft | Year Posted 2009
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