Arville Cole


The Perfect Girl - Poem by Arville Cole

Your the only thing I wanted, your all I ever think about. Until I met you, I thought my luck was running out.

But I get so lost, when I look into your eyes. I feel weightless, and floating in the skys.

And when I spend time with you, it makes me feel so good. It puts me in a better mood, and I knew it would.

The luckiest guy on earth, I must be. Because out of all the guys you could have, you chose me.

Your the perfect girl of all, and I want you to know. That all I wanted to say, is I love you.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 23, 2011


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