His smile is reminiscent of the sun in the middle of July
His hair the color of a Chestnut tree
His arms strong like an ox
And skin aglow like a lantern on a summer's night
But his eyes
A color indescribable with words
For they are not simply green
or emerald
or a shade of the forest
But a seeing glass into the heart of me
He's true perfection in every sense of the word
Him