Hi there

Thanks for asking about the perfect woman. That seems like a perfect move.

The perfect woman is on the clock. She is married and has kids.

TPW visits me when She can get free from that far away place.

Meanwhile, back on the farm, I wonder..

..Who are you?

I am not certain how to say perfection, though I have spent a
lot of time trying to figure it out; I had to stop before I went crazy
trying to figure out more. This is where I left off:

It seems I think perfection certainly happens; this does not matter
for I see that it only actually does.
Perfection is not so much a thing that happens in certain function or
form; it is a way of saying: an equal way (virtue) of all being. The
ideal, or perfect, cannot be described in certain-reasonable term(s);
the closest facsimile to perfection is not the idea, not the qualified
or quantified, it is the actual in the sense that perfection is a
living character or an aspect of character living. The notion of
perfection is rooted in free form sense, natural function sense,
expression(s) of living by life; living (perception) roots the notion
of perfection. Perfection is a right of-way; the privilege of achieved
perfection is for the individual, for all that is different to the
ends of perfection, for any/all difference equally achieved.

Some may claim perfection as the objective allowance for all
subjective beauty. As I see this, perfection may be an allowance for
beauty, for if there is to be (a) beauty of any one, there is (a)
beauty of all. The objective perfect does not seem to manifest, as
seen by how it manifests.

I see there being not-one perfect woman, any more or less perfect,
then all, or any one. Perfection may not be gender specific, though I
reserve my right to see perfection, as the special privilege of a man,
in the feminine form, in the feminine way. There is nothing more
graceful to me then the beauty of a woman being. Perfect women are
free to be as they are all equally perfect to me. The masterpiece,
woman, the variety of each and all, is one of my favorite things
about being a dude.

And then there’s chocolate, perfect women love chocolate