What It Means To Be Perfect
Call it, perfect; deep into the heart and soul
I see him with the purest love in me.
Until we die, we seek a deeper love but we get caught up in the loop of power struggle.
When I say “perfect”, it’s deep.
I am not saying he is pretending with a fake smile and his kind gestures.
We all make mistakes, we all fall differently, he is unique and so am I.
If we are too careful, we will only connect on a surface level. Depth is what love needs, depth is perfection.
God made all creation, he loves all and he loves my man.
How can I say he makes me feel nervous, he makes me feel grounded, he is my muse but he is unaware?
So, in light of living on this beautiful planet earth, his existence has touched my soul, his energy challenges mine and he is the reason I am more self-aware.
He and I are different but he is as perfect as anyone could be, he is a safe haven.
Now that I have crossed paths with him and cannot take it back, to be positively merry is to be in his arms and to marry his soul.
His existence has uplifted me.
He is perfect.
Namasté Lots of Love!
This piece is inspired by “What it means when I say perfect” written by Joshua J. Lyon.
I have just written the same piece in form of a male muse instead of a female.
Cheers, to love for the muse!
Thank you.






