An Imperfect Love

twin1

Her tears fell down,
his fists were put away,
the ones that hurt her...that made her cower,
his back was not turned,
his ears were not closed,
he held her close,
looked deep in her eyes,
she could feel his heart beat, he said "I love you",
and meant...for the first time,
she had waited so long,
and had endured so much,
no matter that it was a moment,
that the future was untold,
if he were to go away tomorrow,
she would have that, that he was sorry,
they both were wrong,
that his heart was open and held only warmth,
his pride was set aside, they are healing,
wherever they go for however long,
the love will trail like a shadow...that miracles can exist,
two imperfect flawed people,
with an imperfect struggling love...

depopulationINC

very nice...you just summed up so many relationships

Ali

twin1 wrote:

Her tears fell down,
his fists were put away,
the ones that hurt her...that made her cower,
his back was not turned,
his ears were not closed,
he held her close,
looked deep in her eyes,
she could feel his heart beat, he said "I love you",
and meant...for the first time,
she had waited so long,
and had endured so much,
no matter that it was a moment,
that the future was untold,
if he were to go away tomorrow,
she would have that, that he was sorry,
they both were wrong,
that his heart was open and held only warmth,
his pride was set aside, they are healing,
wherever they go for however long,
the love will trail like a shadow...that miracles can exist,
two imperfect flawed people,
with an imperfect struggling love...

when a love comes back,
returnning,
like a pilate on a firelight,
the flame rekindles,
and the pressure rekindles.
A match does not light,
without a flame,
and the love does echo,
with the same.

ali:)

hope youre hanging in twin.:D
Love to you,


alison\;D

twin1

depopulationINC wrote:

very nice...you just summed up so many relationships

thanks depop!

twin1

Ali wrote:

when a love comes back,
returnning,
like a pilate on a firelight,
the flame rekindles,
and the pressure rekindles.
A match does not light,
without a flame,
and the love does echo,
with the same.

ali:)

hope youre hanging in twin.:D
Love to you,


alison\;D

Thanks Ali! Love to you too! I am doing fine. Sometimes it takes a bulldozer to knock too much pride out of someone. They don't listen unless you stop listening to them and they are left there to look in the mirror at themselves and hopefully blink and say "ouch"...