Imperfections
I saw you and wondered who you were.
I spoke to you and remembered the
highs and lows of your voice.
When you talked, I didn't just listen.
I felt every syllable you uttered.
Even with your ever so slightly crooked teeth.
Your smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
The sound of your laughter
could make the sun appear through a monsoon.
When I first laid eyes upon you,
I knew you were the perfect one for me.
Now that I know who you are and your imperfections.
I love you evermore, in spite of them.
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