Could we reach such sweet perfection?
One with no rejection?
A bond of pure acceptance,
A rush with no reluctance?
Have we reached such sweet perfection,
That our acceptance knows of no exception?
My love so sweetly do we talk
That I know no topic should make me balk.
Why yes we've reached such sound perfection
That even the birds songs are poor reflection
Of our lovely words that sing introspection
Of the heart, true loves resurrection.