Perfect

Perfect

A Poem by Pure Hope
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What IS in a name?

"

Look at that body
Those hips and those lips
Ain't she a hotty

Or should I just say she's "perfect"

Chef is creating
Victuals in rituals
Stomach growls waiting

For what the chef swears "a definitive masterpiece" but ends up three bites worth.
 
Little mansion views
With thrills up the hill
Conquer what you choose

Its a 'veritable paradise', Eden until a snake comes around.


chuckles~
There are no 'untainted' people~not in this day and age
No athlete can be 'unmatched' for more than just a stage
No true antique 'unblemished'
No leader here 'supreme'
And if you want to be 'flawless' you'll find it in a dream


The moment you find 'unspoiled' wilderness it's then you'll truly see...

Perfection can exist.


© 2012 Pure Hope


Author's Note

Pure Hope
What's YOUR 'perfect'?

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Added on November 28, 2012
Last Updated on November 28, 2012
Tags: truth, free verse, society, nature

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Pure Hope
Pure Hope

Heartbreak Lake, MN



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Started to write basic poetry in my teens, now with "real" poets I am honing my craft. My poems found here are already on my AllPoetry site. Same name, as here. My muse is love, be it love of nature t.. more..

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A Poem by Pure Hope