Imperfect

In a perfect world
it wouldn't matter
these superficial flaws
in skin and thought.
the lies of perception
and insecurity

Only my hand
on your face
The softness of your lips
pressed into mine
The warmth of your skin
as you sleep by my side

Only the way
your heart races
the ache in my chest
when you smile
the need to be
tangled together

In a perfect world
where you are mine
and time has no hold
it wouldnt matter
that perfection
can only be found
in each other's eyes.