The perfection of its imperfection
was exactly what attracted them
but as nights came and days left
their eyes begun to open;
then they realized
they were perfectly building an imperfection
that had become perfectly imperfect.
15 thoughts on “Perfectly Imperfect”
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I do so love your word play my friend, and the twist added to it.
good wordplay…
tells a lot…
added you on my blog roll… m new in here ๐
Ah – there is such wisdom in these words! ๐
Often it’s TOoooo late before we realise that the differences..flaws..and imperfections that we once enjoyed are way too much to endure.
Excellent poem and great wordplay…
For the perfectly perfect:
Got some lovely Friendship awards for you … right here !! Enjoy… ๐
tricky word play ibok…i like mine bit imperfect anyway…
looks like you have been busy while i was away…i have some catching up to do…
Your wordplay in this is awesome..sooooo lovely to see you’re back!!!! Hugs xxx
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/08/02/the-celebrate-blogger-awards-plus-prayers-4-viola/
awards are fun,
viola lost her husband,
I lost a general friend,
all together,
please visit and give love to them…
thanks
Perfectly perfect word play:)
I’m not sure I understand, but I’m not sure I’m supposed to. ๐
And for you: http://lizbethsgarden.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/friendship-award-from-hoiden/ (I think you already got it, but you can have it from me, too ๐ )
The perfectness in imperfections are actually what draws us to them…
Brilliantly put! And then, when realization strikes, it’s too late…Or, is it? ๐
Only, this poem was perfectly perfect! ๐
A very Happy Friendship Day to you, my friend (it’s still the 1st here) ๐
Fun way of the way time transforms all. Something brewing and evolving unknowingly between two imperfectly perfect people. Fun read.
beautiful twists in words and conceptions…
brilliant poem!
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this is really good – love your word play!
Love the wordplay…petite&potent