I want perfection I want that moment where our eyes meet and neither of us can break the gaze where our souls open to one another like buds thirsting for the rain where I see eternity, endless infinity expand and share their secrets from within you and know in that instant that you see the same in me I want that perfection of recognition
I want perfection I want a shared empathy an effortless telepathic connection to feel that golden thread that links all my chakras with all yours I want to wake thinking of you to drift into sleep doing the same to know this is true for you too and to meet even in our dreams I want that perfection of synchronicity
I want perfection I want to explore your body to marvel at its complete perfection even though you believe it imperfect I want you to marvel too at the perfection you see in this body although I know it to be far short I want to be consumed in mutual lust to burn with your tastes sounds and smells subsuming our senses into one another I want that perfection of sensation
I want perfection I want to run and work and sweat with you to experience the joys of music, of performance to travel with you to places of wonder to inspire your creativity to be inspired by you in every way to reach new heights as yet undreamed to remain forever grateful for the gifts of your love I want that perfection of complementarity
Cynthia Pauline Jones 4th May 2015
I have still to meet this person. There was someone who ticked some of the boxes and who for a time it seemed might complete the set, yet drew back. So I continue to search.