She woke up, Hair still perfectly in place as the night before. We all use words such as perfection, and purity, Because we don’t know the true power hidden in the words we use in our everyday vocabulary. Though in reality, We have never truly seen anything perfect, Only things our minds process as perfect. And in his mind, This was perfections true definition. Although, Perfection had it’s own name… Isafier. He loved her, More than beauty and salvation itself. But there is a side to perfection that doesn’t meet our eye, Something we have never known to add to our dictionaries and our silly everyday vocabulary. This word isn’t inanimate, It has the most uneasy of heartbeats. But have we ever had the curiosity to look behind the painted picture, and read this written phrase beneath our given wings… Perfection, Has the power to do the impossible, But perfection, Does not have the power to love. He would never learn her name.