You, it is
In every imperfection you exhibit
I find perfections I’ll never prohibit
Your heart I know every path to finding
Because it was never yours alone to beckon with
Let me in on your flaws
And allow me to drink you in like an absolute tasty
Liquid simmered in sugar-coated strawberry juice
You it is again
Making me smile like I’ve never smiled before
Lighting up my day just by listening to your sunken
Voice of certainty
You it is
Of course, you alone
Looking at the same blue sky I’m looking at
And imagining me sitting right beside you with eyes
Filled with hopeful merriment
Hoping all these will never fade away…….
©Laureate
Author Of Pain Real Poetry 