Perfect for Me

The girl would be sweet, nice, gentle, and kind.
I'd be faithful to her, and she to me.
She would never be scared to speak her mind
We'd love each other, anyone could see.
Her eyes would tell me all I need to know.
Her hands would be soft, so she could hold mine
Together, her and I would learn to grow.
She'd be to me like a tree to a vine.
We could talk all day long, and through the night,
About everything, or nothing at all.
She would be funny, and laugh, smiling bright.
Also aware, to catch me should I fall.
When with this girl, I would never be stern,
I'd love this girl. These feelings she'd return.