perfection

As I lay here dreaming of your touch, A soul bound to the unknown, it's a rush. Your eyes, watery green, like skies so blue, With a hint of perfection, they drew me to you. Perfection whispered secrets in my ear, Telling tales of you that's crystal clear. In every word and gesture, you shine bright, Guiding my thoughts through the darkest night. So let me paint a poem with colors divine, Celebrating the beauty that's uniquely thine. For in the imperfections, we find our way, Creating a feeling that's meant to stay.