Perfect Man Poem by Elena Toledo

She lie there half lit next to him on her cabin bed, she watched him sleep looking at his eyelids, his lips and his face, thinking how wonderful he was, how he changed her life, with his ways and magical words that made her the most lucky woman on earth. She felt alive and full of dreams, the dreams she kept inside and now have come alive. He seemed so perfect, so hard to believe he was really there in flesh and soul. She kept awake all night long watching him sleep, dreaming awake her life once more.