perfect part 1

she fell into his eyes
without even rippling the surface
to him her image was perfect
he didn’t want to blink
or even think
afraid to make waves
in his gaze and disturb it
to him, her image was perfect
open stingin’ eyes wide and teary
soon grew dry and weary
infact it blurred his vision
he couldn’ t see clearly…
but he let them burn away
chose not to close them
and refused to turn away
from her image
because to him she was so perfect
so incredible
that as a reminder to himself
he put her up on a pedestal
‘cuz to him
she was
a step above
everyone else
…including himself
her image was perfect
and in an effort to preserve it
he turned a deaf ear to those who didn’t share his vision
so he either couldn’t hear or dared not to listen
when his friends would contend that she wasn’t worth it
his fam had notions that all his devotions, she didn’t deserve it
but you think he heard it?
pssshhht!
didn’t even scratch the surface
to him her image was perfect…

© 2006 DLM