About A Boy Poem by Jana Rininger

Imperfection could be your middle name.
Doesn't matter one bit,
I'd love you just the same.

On your face might be a zit.
But hey, it happens, right?
I'll shut my mouth and bite my lip.

Your eyes are just a shade to bright.
But looking into mine,
They never cease to glitter in the light.

You seem to always cross a line,
Set me off, or make me shout,
but I'd still follow you until the end of time.

I know what your smile is all about,
With a wink, grin, and lean,
in a second, away goes all the doubt

That you really love me
and you're the only soul I'll ever need
for everything you are and everything you can never be.