You're Perfect

You're perfect,
you're perfect
in my eyes
for you are this
with no tries
you're poetry, no lies
you're poetic with those sighes
you are eccentric, realize.

You are selective, perceptive, collective,
eruptive, when you can't find what you want, but submissive sometimes
you're my kind, every line in my rhyme
you are, but not even a bit short,
the poet of my time.

Ti'e