He showers me with kindness,
both actions and words.
So far from simple-minded,
yet so close to simly perfect.
I haven't found a quality in myself
that could attract (or be deserving of)
the gift that I was given
when our eyes first met
and our first glances were shared.
And I'm always intrigued
when he tells me of his dreams,
not taking my own advise
that things aren't always as they seem...

Amanda Lukas

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-2/