When your atoms collided
Like leaves in the rain
Did they ever suspect that they’d create
Something so beautiful and happy and right?
Before though, they were strength and wisdom and might.
They've not changed or altered, only swapped places
To form something so perfect, nothing needs changing.
They've been stars and food and other people alike,
But when they formed you, it was nothing but right.
Your atoms collided in a beautiful way
To form your fingers, your toes, your face.
When I touch your face and to look into those eyes,
I just see more perfection residing inside.
So when I tell you I love you and that you’re perfect
Look at the leaves in the rain
And believe it.
Something a bit more cheery than the other two. Dedicated to anyone who thinks themselves as anything other than perfect.