Paragone

The perfection of my heart

Has slipped from my life

I’m lost alone now in the dark

Trying to grasp, perfect fragments

.

Her voice, her touch, and love

Was that of an earthly angel

Too good to be true- but was

Someone I never really deserved

.

Perfection in every possible way

Making us a perfect, in everyday

Till the day, perfection went away

I relive that impossible day, each day

.

If only she had embodied imperfection

Maybe she would’ve remained… mine

.

Poet of the Light © 2021

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