A Cheesy Poem

He wasn't perfect, not at all,
A little chunky, but rather tall.
A brilliant smile that would brighten my day,
Beautiful words that he knows when to say.
Protective arms that keep me secure,
Glistening eyes that are so pure.
A loving heart he gave me for keeps,
The only one that makes mine skip beats.
He may not be perfect, but happy is what we'll be,
Because I have him ... and he has me.