I don't believe in cartoon dreamgirls
Overblown endowments and matching egos
I never sought perfection
Love always seemed a lie
A girl in a bar,
Seems so cheap and cliche
Yet, the truth is what it is
I turned to leave, the door in sight
A spilled drink and a smile.
Where I once ran to escape
Now I linger in the sweetest gaze
Apologies and kindness silent in the beat
I dreamed of blue eyes
Yet these are twinkling in caramel
I dreamed in shades of blonde
Wisps of raven hair reflect the dancing light
A drink and a breath of fresh air
Reveal humor dry enough to rival my own
She gives as good as she gets
And doesn't miss a beat
Behind those strong opinions
Is a hidden tenderness
There is perfection in that crooked smile
I don't believe in cartoon dreamgirls
Vapid and narcissistic
Barbie doll nightmares
But disguised in reality
I have found the girl of my dreams