Your imperfect perfection
Not focusing on what catches your attention in the mirror
and what your eyes can’t reach
I see past the landscapes on your skin
The traces of maturity appearing in your hair
Past the things you have to miss
I see no flaws in your imperfection
as I delight in how I feel in your presence
in the warmth and pleasure when thinking of you
I can’t hide the joy of engaging with you
I can’t hide how much you draw me in
how much I am attracted to your youthfulness
to the light in your eyes
to how much you radiate and inspire