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Small poem about the love of a person |
| The love of a person is flawed because the person is flawed. The love of a soul is perfect because the soul is perfect. To love a woman is to accept imperfection as you to are certainly not perfect. To love the spirit of a woman is to see the soul of her and thus see only perfection. The gift of a woman is kindness and forgiveness, the gift of a man is strength and openness, the perfection of union is sharing the imperfection of each other and the perfection of soul. |