This is an ode to all of those perfections found by the raw feeling of love.
And the desire to share it with kin.

To that hunger to devour it but still savor its every taste.
The need to hold on to it close enough to create fusion.
How could you not admire that beautiful emotion returned from that special someone?
To kiss them on as many places as there are stars in the sky.
And to say 'I love you' to them after you do so and be doing so truthfully.

To be so excitedly awkward as any feeling is when it is first encountered.
So totally new and confusingly great.
In finding and receiving the most completing emotional response you'll have in your life!
That unconsious nirvana attained at the reception of perfection!

It will always be;
that nervous rush of anticipation before that first new kiss.
that leaves your mind incoherant from the toxins at the pretense of any action while you are in love.
the thought that this first love could be the one that out lasts time.
that thought that your love will never be introduced any form that will make it dwindle or die.
But this ode is especially for those who can find them selves in time and space at the hands of these.
At the hands of knowing from experience and living it,
that these exist. And will exsist as long as we desire them to.