SHE’S PERFECT

© RYAN GUILEY

She’s perfect, nothing to worry,

With her, I’m never in a hurry,

Born right here in Windsor, at Grace,

As she still has the same pretty face.

She moved from house to house,

But, I never forgot her sexy blouse,

Just three kilometres away she lived,

As my heart was set and to only give.

If I could only have one date,

Knowing she was my only fate,

Being so cheerful was her expression,

Opening her car door, being a gentlemen.

It was like magic, sitting next to me,

As I hope, this would always be,

Just how she talks when she speaks,

I could listen all day and many weeks.

So many ask? How did you know?

She was the special one who showed,

Her kindness and her shiny ways,

Being a good girl, every single day.

She’s so beautiful and I’m tracing,

As days go by, just for a wasting,

So we can spend moments together,

So we can live happily and ever.

She is just filled with so much love,

I’m searching, trying to get a hold of,

I can still smell her hair and her shirt,

As she blushes red while I just flirt.

Her origins are now a part of me,

As I am not going to let this be,

She is coming back in my arms,

Being so pretty with her charm.