The Perfect Guy

Handsome and kind is what he would be,
Athletic and smart you would also see.
We would talk on the till late at night,
He would give all the guys who bothered me a fright.
He would stand up to me no matter what,
And when I needed my space he wouldn't frut.
He would be a bad boy, but yet sweet to me.
And when I was down he could make me happy.
I could look into his eyes and know that every thing's OK,
And know in my heart he would stay.
I would see him staring at me like he has never done,
And every weekend we would go have some fun.
His kiss would make my heart pound, and my knees shake,
I would then know the bond between us would never break.
His arms would hold me and would sink into them
Like a cookie dunked into a cup of milk filled to the brim.
We would lie on the grass and look up at the sky,
And that would be my perfect guy.