Perfect Love Poem by Holly Heron

You had your chance
Now just let go
I'm not interested in love
The pretty words you say
I'm interested in reality
And that, it lays with him.

Your perfect mouth won't feed me
Your perfect touch won't shelter
Your perfect eyes won't quench my thirst
Your perfect love be damned.

He can keep me warm at night
Keep my fears at bay
He can make me smile
When all else fades away
He can keep the knife in sight
And stave away the pain.

Your perfect mouth won't keep me whole
Your perfect touch won't help me live
Your perfect eyes won't comfort me
Your perfect love is hell.