Soul Mate

When asked about the perfect wife
The one who keeps you happy in this life

It's a question hard to answer
You may waste your whole life trying to find her

If I would answer, where shall I start?
The feeling that runs through my heart?
That makes me never want us to be apart?
Like the fairy tale when struck with the love dart.
She's a beautiful work of art

She obtains the perfect body, neither chubby nor thin
Accompanied with the shiny bright bronze skin

With the perfect curves of her hips
And the perfect rounded lips

That has the perfect smile
That shines the earth for many miles

They say half of a woman's beauty is her hair
The silky dark one you got gives you beauty no eye can bear

With the perfect dark brown eyes
Filled with innocence not lies

The touch of her hands is softer than the silk she's wearing
I can't stop my self from staring

I may continue for many days
About her beauty I have much to say

But it's not about what's on the surface of her skin
It's about the lovely joyful soul within

She's always cheerful and has a smile on her face
When I'm with her I'd rather be in no other place

She's a proper definition of perfection
I'll pay with my life for her protection

But I'm in Ireland and you're in Kuwait
A year seems like an eternity to wait

It feels like we're in two different worlds
I hope you'll receive these words

Wherever you go and what ever you do
I'll always be waiting for you

We're bonded by love and it's hard to break
Be sure, these words are true not fake