A Prefect Love

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To find the love in whom one must not force,
nor insist for it, would be bliss without equal.
To feel that nothing here is fast or slow,
it only flows in harmony like the languid wind.

To love the laughter of others without needing to seek it,
but to delight in seeing it rise unceasingly.
To be addicted to her eyes, to adore her smile,
To find in her beauty every morning the sun shining.

To fall in love even with her little flaws,
to see in them the grace that makes all things equal.
To feel at home in her arms supported,
To believe that nothing is missing by her side.

Would that true love were given to me in this way,
where the other completely incinerates you.
To find the one who makes me feel full and at peace,
No rush, no deadlines, just love forever and ever.