Imperfect Love
By BeautifullyRuined
Callused hands travel over ashy skin
While chapped lips write words of love
using a sandpapered tounge
The smell of dead roses fill the air
and the candles flame flickers and dies
Sweat stained bodies on black silk sheets
THE IMPERFECT LOVE
They find beauty in each others flaws
A hoarse voice repeats whispers of neverlasting feeling
while a shattered heart pounds against cracked ribs
Blind eyes meet filled with fragments of anticipation
while deaf ears listen in
Off key music sets the mood for another selfish surrender
A silent conversation full of meaningless words
The glass lays half empty
while dying of a thirst nothing can quench
Imagining the escape from
bittersweet kisses and candy coated lies
A broken heart stutters
while a hoarse voice whispers words of
IMPERFECT LOVE
But at least the love is real
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Comments on "Imperfect Love"
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On Sunday, September 2, 2007, MESUN
(230) wrote:
this actually seems like the only thing that is true love. perfect love is for movies and how often does any of that shit happen? kudos on your real imperfect love i guess.
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On Friday, August 25, 2006, BroKen-GlaSSHeArT
(69) wrote:
i love this peice, its very true and very moving. your a fantastic writer and you were very very sweet to me when you commented^^thank you dear, alas your better.^^
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A former member wrote:
yeah but have you ever made love on black sheets...
now that's funny...:)
I agree with Rebel... very cool.
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On Wednesday, August 23, 2006, Rebel_not_Radical
(75) wrote:
~seems paradoxical, if there is love like this one, no such thing is imperfect...or because of imperfection it is perfect...orr o well -_-*. Very cool write though