My Perfect Girl
If I could make
My perfect girl,
Far from fake;
Best in the world.
With hair so soft.
And eyes like doves.
Our hands would fit,
as tailored gloves.
Her voice would sooth
My aching heart.
She'd move my soul
As works of art.
She'd love me
With her whole being.
Her laughter'd be
as angels singing.
I'd give my life
For hers divine.
Through all strife
She would be mine.
My rock you see,
And my whole world.
Oh she would be,
My perfect girl.
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