Work of Art

He's like a work of art
That goes straight to the heart
The kind that can't be described
It has to be imbibed
Individually not collectively
Wholly not selectively
From his brilliant mind
Where only truth you'll find
To his beautiful soul
That will make you whole
He's perfect in his imperfection
He needs no correction
There' no confusion
I'm not prone to delusion
And I know he will never be
More than my wildest fantasy
But he's still like a work of art
Deeply embedded in my heart
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