Him

His kisses are like raindrops,
that fall during summer night's rain,
The kind that make me want to dance,
and are the ones that make me feel alive.

His magnificent coffee bean hazel eyes,
are like an abyss of silence,
That display the words he can't say,
and they're that kind that blow me away.

His smile is like a Kodak moment,
that brightens up my whole day,
It's like a breath-taking view,
a once in lifetime chance to see.

His heartbeat is my favorite song,
that I'm addicted to hearing,
His heart is my anti-drug,
one of the very few things that I cherish.

My love for him is like rain-kissed leaves,
that are forever falling off the trees,
Which I'm falling for him more and more,
and sometimes it scares me to death.

My life without him in it,
is like a world without color,
God without his son Jesus Christ,
and a life without love and only hatred.

To him I am perfect,
but a perfect girl isn't real,
I may seem like a beautiful rose,
but in truth, every rose has its thorn.

There may be other guys,
but they'll never compare to him,
What he has that they don't,
is my undying love and my heart.