If Perfection Claimed a Name

If perfection claimed a name; beauty a face;
They would unite to find their identity
Within your incomparable flawlessness
Lovely, certainly you can see that you shine

If purity took a model, grace a guide;
 They would wed in splendid reverence of you
Eternally woven in a perfect package
Clearly, you realize your boundless radiance

If charm chose a master, brilliance a host
They would humbly bow in breathtaking fashion
In your stunning presence, in your vast marvel
Sweetheart, indeed you perceive your excellence.

If wonder picked its keeper, or poise its guard
They would search no further, their quest would cease
For faultlessness would be complete… Can't you see?
You have no idea of what you do to me.