You are made up
Of all the right potions,
A witches brew
Set to cause commotion.
One drop of innocence
Another of looks,
A dash of intelligence
Not just from the books.
Add a vile of kindness
Or maybe two or three,
There is no cost
Because this trait is free.
Add a hint of humor
To please the crowd,
And a splash of sarcasm
Because I'm allowed.
One tablespoon of lust
To express how you feel,
And a whole cup of common sense
For when s*** gets real.
I'll add a pitcher of fun
Because that's what you are,
And a lot of love
Comes from your heart.
Now mix them together
And it's my honor,
To unveil the perfect man
Whose name is Jon Connor.