Imperfectly Perfect Too Poem by Anthony Daniels

Looking across the vast open land filled with beautiful wildlife and trees I turn to you baby and I ask you the question, baby do you think that we can be imperfectly perfect too?

You turn to me and grab my chin gently placing your lips upon mine before you grant me an answer.
We already are now come on we are going to be late for our reservations, you say.

I smile feeling a little reassured but still feeling a little lost.
Why why why do I feel so unsure?
Why do I feel so insecure when you have shown me that all you ever want to do is love me until you can't love anymore.

I guess it is just in my head...damn I need to just cherish everything we have and stop worrying.
I love him and he loves me back flaws and all.
That should be enough to make things work out through hell and high water we will remain together.