Poem By Sylvia Gordon
If I had a baby boy, I'd proudly name him after you.
The first time you held me in your arms,
I knew right then you were the one.
Cause, you are all and everything that a man should be.
You are all and everything in a man I need to see.
You're the perfect man for me. You make this woman proud when you enter my room.
You are magic, ooh pure magic,
A magician can't touch you.
You're like three good men wrapped up into one.
My leader, My overseer
And I wanna, wanna be the one. You make this woman proud
I'm on a throne, I'm on a cloud
Cause you're God's plan in motion
Inviting me to stay awhile.
You're the perfect man, the perfect man
The Perfect Man for me.