Perfect

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[Poem]


Her perfect eyes

her perfect nose

the way she smiles

and how her eyes glow.


Her magnificent cheeks

her dashing lips

her hair, soft and sleek

and how soft her kiss.


She's perfect

 from head to toe and in between

I couldn't as for anything more

than for her to be my queen.


I want my Autumn

my quintessential bride

to remain my love for the life to come

forever by my side.


I love you my wife

You're without flaw or defect

and what others see as dents and bruises

I see as beautiful, and perfect.


"You're perfect, my soon to be bride. Not a day goes by where I don't think of you as quintessential."


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