It is like
A cup of tea

Chipped porcelain
With a broken handle
Missing its saucer
A couple of hairline fractures
Some parts glued back together

An acquired taste
But I find
Beauty in its strangeness
A comfort in its quirky
Lopsided grin

Others will wonder
Why of all the ones I could have chosen
I picked that weird one

But if they only knew
The warmth it gives and how it feels
In my body and in my soul
How I cherish it all the more
For its imperfectness
And awkward cuteness
Off kilter appearance
Whimsical oddity
With its crooked little heart

When I think of you
I can’t help but smile

How foolish and silly
I must look
Deeply drinking you in
How I am peculiar
And you are unusual

Not everyone's cup of tea
But

Love is funny like that