One Perfect Love

They would love
but ever would an other be there
in every other lover's eyes
and never would love satisfy again
within this separation

yet the image of 
their perfect love would seek
endlessly among the many faces
longing for that touch of recognition
to return

and ever would love flow and mend
and seek to reappend
the patterns born of unity
within the vast diversity of life


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