What does it mean to be perfect?
Perhaps it's to have true beauty,
an image without a single defect;
Incomparable to even by Aphrodite.
Maybe it's something more wholesome.
A nature that's fully beyond reproach.
A virtuous path that's been chosen.
A flower that has no need for growth.
Could it mean one is morally right?
Guiltless, Blameless, Flawless.
Never to stir in the obscure night.
Excellence, Goodness, Innocence.
There are more words to illustrate
what it is that you irrefutably are,
than I'd ever have time to articulate.
But honestly, I could never go too far.
And if I were to add another word to the list,
there's only one word that could hope to fit.
Only one word that could possibly coexist.
Your sweet, tender name, one couldn't omit.
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