Well who is perfect?? You??? I am not!!!
Love is not the art of perfection,
It is the feeling from the heart.
You feel it beating through you,
A gift that will never part.
It uses all the emotion and care,
It is special as it can be.
Beautiful and sparkling like a diamond,
It creates a timeless memory.
Love is not a constant thing,
Its a learning done for free.
It contains elements if sacrifice,
May be blended will in ecstasy.
Love can never be perfect you see,
We make mistakes for free.
They can break or unbreak trust
Thats what etched in a memory.
Hold your head high we’re not perfect,
Not even in a touch and kiss.
Perfectly share the love in heart,
For all mortals are imperfect.
By Anisha Achankunju (C) 26th May 2011