What good is perfection? (poem)

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Something I threw together the other day. As with most of my poetry, it has no rhythm and no obvious rhyme. Enjoy.

What good is perfection if it’s one inch out of reach?
Perfect like this winter scene
Shattered by the black of broken trees and the purple-orange dawn.
It could’ve been so easy.
You could’ve been my eyes and ears and brain and heart.

Let’s walk in the cold.
Let frostbite cling to your lips.
So cold against my own.

Spiralling breath intermingling
Solid hands and stolen touches
A molecule of contact is enough.
Or would have been,

Imagine!
A double-helix utopia.
Perfection.

But what good is perfection if it’s one inch out of reach?
Perfect like this winter scene.
Shattered by the black of broken blood and purple-grey shell
It was so easy.

Very nice poem you wrote there.

I like the poem. It sounds good.

I remember writing poems in school and I think many people would like it and I would think there's good about it.