Perfection

I close my eyes and you are there like a sweet gentle rosebud ever blooming

The wind blows and as the branches of a blooming dogwood your hair sways in my dreams

You eyes glisten like a pool of stars burning bright

Your skin as fair as the first winter snow pure and free of faults

Your voice as gentle and soothing as the nights soft, sweet lullaby

The fragrance of the lily is not as sweet and the beauty of the rose does not compare to you

If in one word i were to describe you it would be...

Perfection