Perfection
By Rupert11

Perfection, absolute perfection.
A simultaneous desire to obtain that perfection,
And a fear that one's own imperfections 
May take away from this ideal being.
I, like a small child longing to reach out
And touch a beautiful butterfly, fear that
I may disrupt its delicacy.
Her beauty, it washes over me like a 
Warm spring breeze, soothing me, calming me.
I long for her, to know her sweet lips, 
Her touch, to feel her warm embrace.
She is pure truth, a creature of infinite light.
Flawless, like a china doll, her angelic beauty
Is too perfect to be tainted by my hands.

-Michael