Perfection In A Solid Form Poem by Jesse Mejia

with eyes so deep, i almost drown.
and a lovely face for when i'm down,
she's the stitch for a heart so torn,
she's simply perfection in a solid form.

the room grows bright just from her smile.
for her I'd walk a thousand miles,
for her I'd face the most frightening storm.
'cause she's my perfection in a solid form,

without her though i slowly burn.
i try too sleep but toss and turn.
the warmth she took I'll always mourn.
i need my perfection in a solid form.

but now in bed i hold her near.
and a lil girl i love so dear
i rub her stomach with my child yet born
our love is perfection in a solid form.