Perfect Reality

I'm looking for someone who's perfect. Like the fruit at the top

of a tree. Too high to be touched, too tall to be clutched,

I would love it so much. How I wish there could be, from the top

of the tree, this person who's perfect, that I'm looking to see.

I'm looking for someone that's out from the crowd, like a shiny

new button, beef and not mutton. Do you know who that person

may be? In days long gone by, I really did try,

to find such a person, did I, did I, did I,