Beautiful In His Perfection Poem by Samantha Schaub

Beautiful In His Perfection



I will admit He's a bright planet in the the dark morning sky of my existence.
Somehow seeing him (even with his carried flaws,) buoys me with hope.
(Zack, too) although he's more like a faraway star, Brilliant, but cold in his distance; beautiful in his perfection, but likely to burn to brightly, snuff himself out. (I wonder where he came from, what random joining of energies created such complexity.)

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Samantha Schaub

Samantha Schaub

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