Her hands. Her soft, pale, small hands. The way they fit perfectly in mine. The way neither of us sweat when our hands are intertwined on a hot day. Her eyes. Oh my god, her eyes. They're light brown, just brown, but oh so beautiful. They sparkle when she talks about her dad, or Jon Bellion, or old technology. They light up in the most magnificent way. And if I look at her just the right way, her eyes will shine at me like a Christmas light. Her face. Her adorable little face. The cute redness in her round cheeks, right underneath her many freckles that stretch all the way up over her nose. The way she goes all red when she has to stand on the tips of her toes to be able to get her face close to mine. And her smile. The smile that lights up a whole room. The smile that can make my heart flutter and my stomach knot. And the lips that make it, so soft and sweet, kissing her is like heaven. Everything about her. She's so sweet and beautiful. I love it, I love everything about her.
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The Perfect Girl Poem Collection
RomanceA collection of love poems written by me about and for the perfect girl. Feel free to use any. Give credit if posted. Poems that are sweet, funny, cute, and otherwise. •Will continuously update•
