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The Perfect Man (Adam John Shexnayder-Crowley, LA)

I could love so fiercely. With every fiber of my being. To the moon and back. My last breath could be just for him. I could form to his body. Become one unit: a perfect, flowing machine. I could be a better man. Just to show I care. I would memorize the lines on his hands like I was reading his future. Run my hand through his hair to calm him down during a storm. I would watch all of the movies that I hate just to know why he loves them. I'd get a puppy if he wanted even though they make me nervous. I would forgive him for leaving the toothpaste cap undone. I'd clean his facial hair out of the sink. I'd massage his back after a hard days work. I'd even endure his random farting that he would think is so funny. I'd fall even if I'm not sure he's ready to catch me. I'd kiss him goodnight and not ever take him for granted. After a fight, I'd come out with a white flag.  All the things I would do could never compare. I would be a lover, a friend, a guide, and a muse. I would be too good to be true, but so are you.


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