The Perfect Man

Unpublished pieces

The perfect man 
employs his mind as a sponge. 
He grasps nothing. 
He refuses nothing. 
He receives, yet gives. 
The perfect glass 
reflects all it is shown. 
Favouring nothing. 
Desiring nothing. 
Seeing no difference in 
the colours it reflects. 
The perfect love 
demands nothing. 
It grows. 
It accepts. 
It holds, but does ot own. 
The perfect life 
all the mirrors 
it is shown. 

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