my mother once tried to tell me
that i'm worthy of the perfect man
when i'm all grown up
all i had to do, was wish for him
she described him to me
            - tall
            - handsome
            - blonde hair
            - blue eyes
                                                            ­ but then again,
                                            that was her perfect man
not mine
mine is:
            - tall
            - handsome
            - dark shaggy hair that changes hues with the lighting
            - brown eyes
                                                            ­ wait.
                                  i just described you
            - perfect