Perfection
I am imperfection
See the cracks
See the fractures
The marks of time
Blemishes of pain
You are imperfect
I see the flaws
Bright and vivid
They can not be ignored
Part of you
Do not cry
The words are wrong
Imperfect, flawed, broken
Look at this ring
The ring you gave me
Amythist in antique cut
Your pledge to me
See the rainbow within?
Beauty not flaw
Look at your own
Fractured by clumsyness
Revieled the try stone
The shape it longed to be
No longer restrain
In hard lines
Silken swirl
You and me perfect
Colours swerl
Smooth shapes interlock
If others fail to see
It is their lose
Posted: Thursday, May 21st, 2015 @ 8:19 pm
Categories: Poems.
Subscribe to the comments feed if you like.
You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.