Perfection
Perfection at it's finest,
But not the definition you would assume.
She has cracks and holes and a few rigged edges,
But regardless of those features she is still able to bloom.
What lies within thee
is far more important to me than the rest,
Precision is not what I search for,
what I search for is the mess.
To experience and to feel,
yet still refusing to flee,
That is what perfection means to me.
Copyright © Maricel Estoque | Year Posted 2013
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