by David Ryan Harris
Most girls, wish that they had your eyes
And boys secretly fantasize
But me, I am just mesmerized
By your every word and movement
You are as close as a girl can be to ideal
Somehow you disagree
The world sees perfection but all you see
Is room for more improvement
Silly girl pretty girl
If you don’t see
What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
Girl and I pray that never will this trance be broken
I melt in your mouth when you talk to me
I wanna kiss you so slow and sweet
You are the book that I want to read
In braille cover to cover
Everything you do is like a movie scene
Every pose you strike is from some magazine
And I want to turn your pages