Her Imperfections

I loved her imperfections. The shades of abstruseness she displayed, the vices she wore on her lips and the disguise she carried in her doe-shaped eyes. For her fallacies allows my disheveled self to fit into her clamor and then I can proudly call her mine

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61 thoughts on “Her Imperfections”

  1. Yeah, ’cause for me that was a glimpse to how do you look at colors..

  2. Lol, youโ€™re so cute! Iโ€™m not at all offended! Iโ€™m enchanted by your mind..l.and where you draw inspiration from. And Iโ€™m enthralled by you, period. Does that sound like an offended person? ๐Ÿ˜Š

  3. Haha. You sound like a sweetheart. Thanks for such beautiful adulations. I am deeply humbled and appreciative. And did I tell you I love what your write. Your writing is gorgeous

  4. true and lasting love can overlook and even appreciate the imperfections in another. ๐Ÿ™‚ very well done as always Shantanu.

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