It's the idea of
perfection
i cannot grasp
for someone to be
faultless
as the rising of the sun
could it last forever
if anyone was that
perfect in now and
perfect in past
how can it be true,
it goes against the way
the earth seems to tremble and
the mountains to shake
is that what love is, perfect in all its ways?
or is perfection just, whose doorstep loves
is at always
forevermore...
