She asked me what perfect was
and I didn't realize until just then;
when his name came to mind,
perfect screams all that he is
and all he has been
That moment of pure bliss
I feel his lips touch mine,
and I know now I could live like this forever,
fingers running down my cheek, eyes locked
hands intertwined
How can you really describe that everything;
feels so right,
I guess for me its when it helps you sleep
rather than keeps you up at night.
When its been awhile and just seeing his face
is enough to make your heart race,
When you're feeling alone and he's not even there
you see the phone bill and you know he cares
When he crosses the line
to prove over and over something I already knew
when he sees im upset and immediately asks
if theres anything he can do
When I wake up in the morning
and I happen to feel him next to me
still asleep but with a smile on his face,
I dont have to say anything, its not hard to see
So when I speak up to reply,
not even a sound comes out,
and we both knows this is okay,
perfect is in him;
its just more than words can say