Winston Edgar Hall

It Cannot Be - Poem by Winston Edgar Hall

Imagine with me for a few
What we could have;
The elegance of it could
Not even be permitted.

That is, given that we are
Told that perfection itself
Cannot be attained. Indeed,
Perfection is what we'd be.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 12, 2015

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