Perfect

Thine eyes shine in the darkness As if they posess some knowlage I cannot hope to aquire The face behind them not yet visible Why do you mock me with those innocent eyes What secrets they hold Perfect form, perfect No jangle, not a movement Why do you mock me with this perfection What lies to tell Step into the light What is it you keep inside Why do you mock me with your silence What is hidden It is I My face is visible But perfect, perfect Why do you mock me with this resembleance What is missing Perfection is not in existance What is it that makes you different Why do you mock me with thine smile The one that may mirror my own Speak to me Tell me your secret Why do you mock me with this transcendence What lies to tell Perfection is not in existance What makes you different Written February 4th, 2002 © on Feb 03 2002 10:50 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10