As Real As They Come

She is more than just a warm body to come
Back to every night at home. She is that hook
And melody you simply cannot forget. You
Are the pigeon that goes after every crumb
She leaves behind. She gives you that one look,
Knowing she has you like the sun has the blue
And clear sky. You always give in and succumb
To the power she has over you. Some mistook
Her sassiness for street smarts. She may be too
Shy too some, but that is an understatement as
She is talkative with the right people and they
Adjust to her personality, but you are in tune
With her. To some she is too much but she has
Mastered the sweet and spice which you say
Is just the perfect amount. She is the moon
Whose glow you crave. Her eyes, green topaz
Globes of light that will make you want to stay
Right where you are and someone with a plan.
She desires passion, freedom and wants things
That this world has to offer. She goes slower
And to some she is a devil, but to you she is an
Angel because she saved you with clipped wings.
She reaches out with a helping hand on lower
Grounds. She does not want or need any man
To tell her she is ugly because she has strings
Of darkness within her. She is a glassblower
As she bends and creates her own light. She is
Someone’s dream girl or fantasy, but she
Is your reality and step towards the future. Fizz
And fade-outs are not her thing, but she is me.