my perfect man

he stands a lil taller than me, but he never looks down on me. his eyes are a lil tighter than mine but he still sees me completely. his skin is a lil lighter than mine but we compliment eachother well. his voice is way deeper than mine and sometimes i get lost in it .. he is perfection, my personal perfection.. i have the perfect man, hes caring, hes stubborn, hes able to put up with me , he brings out the best in me, the parts of me that not too many cared to see. he is my man. my love, my happiness, air to my lungs and the perfect verse to my songs. he stands a lil taller than me, perfect for when he wants to stand up and hold me. his eyes are a lil tighter than mine, perfect for concentrating on every piece of me when im in his presence. his voice is way deeper than mine, perfect for calming me and giving me the feeling of being protected. he is my protector,my knight in shinning armor. my prince charming that ive been waiting for. he stands a lil taller than me, perfect for when he rescued me. his eyes are a lil tight than mine, perfect to capture and forever remember his first glimpse of me. his voice is way deeper than mine,his heart is made of gold, so pure and kind. my perfect man.

a love UNHEARD of...

When she smiled at him, He was instantly mesmerized. He couldn't quite grasp the reason why but it was something about her smile, the way her top lip curled as she showed her perfect set of teeth. Her eyes had so much life behind them, he caught himself staring at her, he put his head down. She blushed. He looked over again and now she was reading, her eyes again, they were filled with so much emotion as she concentrated. Her eyes, a dark brown, pretty eye lashes and shaped like almonds. She turned the page and glanced in his direction and smiled at him again. She knew he had been glancing at her every now and then. She wanted to say something but she was too afraid of the way he would react. Caught up in her thoughts, she didn't notice him move closer to her, actually right in front of her. She glanced up and she froze, his eyes met hers and at that moment, they both knew a bond had just been started. He said hello and noticed that she looked at his lips as he spoke, almost trying to concentrate and understand every word he said. She wrote her name on a piece of paper and showed it to him, he looked up at her baffled. Why did she write it instead of saying it aloud? He told her his name was Malcolm, she wrote that it was nice to meet him. He still couldn't understand why she chose to write these words instead of saying them. She figured he was wondering why she was talking, she took a deep breath and grabbed her pen, almost afraid of to write what she intended to write , it was something about him that made her wanna get to kno him and she was sure that after he read what she wrote, he'd get up and be gone forever. She took her chances. I'm deaf. She slid the paper towards him and prepared herself for the worst. Malcolm looks down and read the paper and looked up at her, she started putting her things in her bag and then she noticed him writing.... That's good to know but I was actually looking forward to knowing your name :) -a love unheard of, dig deeper, beyond the exterior.