Perfection

I fall in love

with the flawless—

a smile untouched,

a moment unspoiled,

a day that ends

exactly right.

I know

it’s fragile—

but when something is perfect

I want to

freeze it,

frame it,

never let it breathe.

they say

nothing perfect

can last

and I wish

I didn’t care.

but god,

I do.