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Jul 2015
There are freckles on your face,
Your shoulders, arms, and back
Bronze, tanned skin
Is something that you lack
Your sight isn't the greatest
Think rims cover your eyes
Hiding the true beauty
Of hue as blue as skies

Your height is nothing unique
Your abs do not show
The wavy hair you hate so much
Has a beautiful orange glow
You don't have sweaty hands
They're the opposite: dry
But my clammy hands help them heal
When our fingers intertwine

You have the cutest nervous habits
You sway when you stand
You run your fingers through your hair
You fidget with your hands
You crack your knuckles under stress
Your neck, your back, and toes
And when your glasses start falling down
You push them up on your nose

I tell you that you're beautiful
Every chance I get
And each time you tell me no
Because you seem to forget
I don't want a perfect man
Chiseled body, flawless face
Gorgeous eyes mean nothing to me
If their gaze is a cold embrace

Imperfection is a grace
That most do not see
But it's rich and beautiful and helps to show
The gorgeous personality
Look past looks and you'll fall in love
With the persona hiding within
And only then will you begin to see
The beauty imperfection can bring

You're a Devine human being
A beautiful blemished wonder
Your gentle smile and nervous chuckle
Makes you more perfect than any other
Your imperfection is beautiful
And I'm happy to finally see
That I have found that special someone
As imperfectly beautiful as me
A poem for my boyfriend, who may not be Johnny Depp, but is perfect to me
Sleepless
Written by
Sleepless  Kernersville, NC
(Kernersville, NC)   
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