Brilliant green eyes
A perfect little smile
Ears standing slightley outwards
Corners of his mouth turned slightley upwards
A glint in his eyes guides a smile
Softly turning up his mouth
His perfect lips spread apart
To show thos beautiful white teeth
Creative with make-up and gel
He's always an individual
Doesn't care what others think
As long as they don't get hutr
He smokes to roughen his voice
But it's really perfect as it is
He's soft and rough at the same time
With his eyes, smile and the hairs underneath his chin
His shoulders are wide with muscles
His chest, that of a Greek god
His hips strong and manly
His arms, oh my god, his arms
His feet I have never seen
But his shoes are awlays cool
Judging by the look of his legs
They're probably strong and hairy
And then there are his hands
Strong, clean and tender
Those waving, daring hands
About the touch of them I wander
I'm only a distant admirerer
Admirering his every touch and move
I;m never gonna let him put of my sight
To me, he's perfect as an angle
I guess he can't be real
For he is more perfect then anyone has ever been
But then I see him and I know
He's a living miracle in this ugly world!
Sometimes he's black and dark like the devil
Sometimes sombre and grey like the rain
His smile is happy as the summer sunshine
His eyes as bright as a mountain lake
There are no bad things about him
Negative energy only makes him human
An attractive character with an angle's face
A Greek god with a wild, finnish, spirit!
**Just wish the guy of my dreams cuold be mine, but that's what you get when falling in love with a star!! :)**