The Epitome Of Perfection Poem by Abdul-Qadir Abdul-Mumin

How are You so perfect
How does it feel to have zero defect
How you resemblethe moon, I still cannot detect
Imagine the world's population and its you that I select
Which love is this
This joy I cannot miss
Oh my joy, my bliss
You always gliss
The epitome of Perfection
Such unique creation
This appealing sensation
That takes away my concentration
With you I feel alive and free
This mischievous glee
With you I want to be
Forever be with me