Piérre Ramon Thomas

Perfection Personified

by Piérre Ramon Thomas

There are none that could compare to 
       your unblemished visage,
Encountering you in this desert, 
       initially, I mistook you for a 
       mirage. 
Yet here you stand, my liege, made of 
       blood and flesh and bone,
Vowing your eternal loyalty, your 
       heart is mine, mine alone. 

Our love is pure and sacred, no text 
       could ever vilify,
For we have discovered a world 
       unencumbered, beyond cerulean 
       sky. 

Exhibitions of your power cause me 
       to forfeit self-control,
Losing my wits I become magnetized, 
       I collapse within your hold. 

Make your home upon my chest, 
       drink me as if you die of thirst,
Whisper lyrics of your musings of me, 
       with statements unrehearsed. 
Tell me your fears, my warrior, that 
       my arms may fulfill their 
       occupation,
Cry—without judgment—if you need; 
       know you have refuge in this 
       nation. 

Fix your intent on settling, there is no 
       more need to roam,
The height of the battle is over, within 
       me you’ve found a home. 
You suspect your imperfections will 
       cause my interest to fade,
However, I am blind to your flaws, 
       you were expertly made.