The Perfect Girl - Poem by David Pyrs
You move my heart like thunder strikes
You touch my soul by your beautiful eyes
You steal my breath by your smiles
I no longer dream a dream
I no longer wish a wish
Every time I see your smiles & cries
I am envied by all the stars
Every time I touch your lips
All is unchained by your kiss
Every time I hear you smile
Joy feeds my heart, like the desert is fed by the mighty river Nile.
With you by my side
No moment every passes by
When your hands are into mine
When your lips speak silent messages divine
I see the world take a stand, turn its head & remember time.
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