#loveisimperfect

[dumpmindedwriter]

//Let's talk about you and me//

Let's hold each other hands

with the darkest secret, we hold

betwixt the knuckles

and write it down on foreheads,

let me see in your eyes

and see the face of the person

you fall, at the age of nine

and show me that love letters

you failed to write in your tenth class.

let's sit beneath that tree

where you have your first picnic

with your family

and let the emotions

cowp over the skin of mine,

about the warmth you felt

when your mother hold you for the

first time in her arms,

or the rose wilted petals

between the pages of your favorite book,

or the proud smile on your father face

when you reject to give up

after falling numerous times from your bicycle.

let's walk through the alleys of hope

together

listening to our favorite music

which questioning the thought

of yours on love,

let's write about our belief on

soulmates on walls,

how we explore home in each other,

let's write that forever is a scam

but how we memorized to embrace our present.

Let's talk about the expression

you had when you saw her after

three years on that evening,

or the taste of that drink still reside on your tongue,

let's not settle with your favorite things

but talk about the nights you found yourself alone

or the morning when you scared to open your eyes

the words you stammered to speak

or the voice you heard inside your mind.

let's talk about imperfect things

things like,

tangled hairs which weaved

laughs

the crescent tattoo on the neck

or wrinkles on the shirt

the dimples on cheeks

or the broken heart of people like mine,

the zephyr moving without destination

or the scars on the body

let's talk about imperfect things

like you and me.

-dumpmindedwriter

[anunclaimedheart-blog]

~Where Would We Go From There~ If I opened my heart to you if I trusted you with that one thing that broken thing that battered thing if I lay my bruised heart in the palm of your warm worn hands what would you do what would you say where would we go from there How would you see me then If I trusted you with the one thing I trust no soul with If I chose to remember only the good things and forgive the bad where would we go from there If I reached out my hand and gave you my heart would you take it battered broken bruised abused imperfect used lost old the only heart I shall ever own would you keep it would you treasure it where would we go from there If I trusted you with the love I keep buried in the depths of my soul would you hold it would you want it would it matter to you If you trusted me with your heart if you opened your heart to me if you held your hand out to me reached out battered broken bruised imperfect lost the only heart you'll ever have and trusted me where would we go from there how I'd treasure it how I'd keep it where would we go from there ~A.P.

Aimèe Petersen, @anunclaimedheart

[anunclaimedheart-blog]

~WHISPERS IN THE DARK~ I have conversations with you every night before I sleep I lay upon my pillow whispering every secret to you telling all the things missed while apart these long nights through I whisper into the dark as I drift to sleep do you hear it do you know the secrets that I tell in the dark of night from miles and miles away over these beautiful snow capped mountains are you listening under the stars watching the same moon I see Can you hear my whisper through our towering pines where hearts lie beating sleeping dreaming creating hoping Can you hear my heart beating~ ~A.P~

Aimèe Petersen, @anunclaimedheart