Find me one -
A girl so flawed,
Her eyes dashed in sunlight,
Not soft, but burning,
A wildfire in a glance.
Let her step be light as an angel's,
But her heart a storm untamed,
With the fury of a feline,
Sharp enough to cut,
Tender enough to bleed.
Let her laugh be reckless,
A melody that trips and stumbles,
Yet still finds its way to song.
Let her hands be gentle,
But her love a force,
Something that shakes me awake,
Something that leaves its mark.
Find me one -
A girl so perfect,
Only because she is imperfect.
Let her eyes again dash in sunlight,
Not like gold, but like fire,
Not like a jewel, but like home.
Let her love be the kind
That doesn't fit in sonnets,
The kind that spills,
The kind that stains,
The kind I cannot name -
Only know, when it comes,
I will call it hers.
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