I Have Met

I have met perfection
And she lives behind a graceful veil
That covers her so beautifully
But I have always wondered
How she breaths down there

I have walked beside her
And I have watched her smile
With a charm almost inhuman
But when you peer in closely
You'll notice that it cracks

I have heard the way she speaks
Of the rose-paved path that lays ahead
And she swears she's felt the petals
But when her words come to an end
The air tastes so uncertain

I have seen her laughing
And watched her light up many rooms
With just a spark of her bright eyes
But I've also caught a hint of smoke
And I'm afraid that she's on fire

Yes, I have met perfection
And true, I've seen what she can do
But I would not want to be her
Because what some might call desired
I call tragedy