Perfection
by Rob J. Spain
I must be silent,
at least that's what she said,
before she laid her beautiful face
upon the makeshift pillow that my chest
provided.
I told her so many thoughts,
of mine,
that seemed to frolic
in my head.
I knew this is a feeling that I never
wanted to forget.
There is not any fear that this may come
to another tragic end,
because this time I have discovered a lover
and a friend.
Some say that we are all
destined
to find that soul that will perfectly
complement.
Others say that it's all nothing more than
a sheer coincidence.
Adopting the latter of the two
statements to me does not make an ounce
of sense.
As a matter of fact I am certain that nothing could
ever remotely convince
that what I feel burning so incredibly
immense is just a culmination of
random events.
"I love you"
are words that you will often hear
me express,
but even that cannot completely
encompass and profess.
It's such a feeble attempt at best
to describe passion when it's this
intense.
Copyright © Rob J. Spain 2005
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