Perfect Closer to perfection--
each breath a whispered plea
or just a conversation with
the angels or with me?
I don't pretend to understand
how you could ever be
closer to perfection than
what you are to me.
Your ears no longer hear each sound
with clarity it's true.
On sunny days your dimming eyes
now have a cloudy view.
As you move toward that perfect place
and I stay here for now,
I place my hand upon my heart
and make to you this vow.
As perfect as you are to me,
I know you long for more--
Move closer to perfection, love
and let your spirit soar.
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