Perfection In Motion..
Real, or imaginary, this is Real..
again, WoW.

So glad you finally posted this. It shows how a poem can be long without losing interest, that it can be free verse without sounding like a plain narrative, that it can be flush with nature and love without being sickening and cliched. It is radiant. It is full. (Is it real?)
Do you have any idea how well this is written? DO YOUUU?? (Are you real?)

Um. I love you.