Poetry (All women are imperfectly perfect)

Perfection

Ye creature of God perfection
The assemblage of no defection
Praising thy lord for your creation
From the garden of Eden Descension
I fell so deep in your imperfection
Not in your beauty, acts but deep passion
In my eyes I see divination
In my head I sense perfection
In my soul I feel satisfaction

O ye my perfect Adoration
My Intense sense of devotion
Solely exist in my imagination
with your super fascination
Bewitching me
With your naturalistic attraction
Enchanting me

O hurray! I found forever home to stay
The fortress where I ne fray or play
Abode place of mine
The Miss imperfection of mine
Carve with blood or ink
Your perfection skills stay above the peak.

©Pharouk Damilola