A poem for Brianna. 

(A poem about the woman I love, with a title stolen from a KISS song) 


She is perfect





Even when imperfect

her imperfections

are perfect imperfections

and flawless failures.


I am not like her

I am not perfect

I am not flawless

But I am lucky


lucky that she is tolerant

lucky that she is patient

lucky that she is loving

lucky that she is forgiving.


She is perfect

and she is loved


by me most of all.

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