Perfection

Perfection

A word of countless meanings, yet

each time I look at him, I feel no regret.

My love, my perfect.

Perfection

So distant, so hard to find,

yet in his eyes, it lives, pure and kind,

eyes made to draw me in, to hold.

Perfection

A strange thing to define, unnamed by most,

but I know this: he’s the one I hold close,

the most perfect soul I’ve ever known.