Come and Find Me

I never said I was

Perfect.

Of course I was

different from those others

the way we made love

the rush of wanting

here between us,

I’ve never stopped feeling

even though

I said I was

Perfect.

From my perspective

the others were so blind

not able to see

through you.

From where I stand,

there is no greater silence

even though

I have

the weight of words

with this much sound.

I’ve put a couple of barriers

in your way

I’m curious to see

just how hard you’ll fight

to reach out.

Love is waiting

for the only one

I’ve ever felt

or ever counted on,

so hurry up,

come and find me.

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