Love Me, Love My Sea Poem by John Sensele

Love me, love my imperfection
Love the allure you saw
When you won the election
To score a goofy goal.

Love me, love my snore
Love the smile you spied
When with eyes wide open you wore
On your sleeves sentiments that soon died when Cupid sighed.

Love me, love my children
Love the way the fracas fiends frolick
When they mingle with brethren
Who dabble in brand business, mortar and click every week.

Love me, love my past
Love the baggage I carry
When like in a maudlin movie you cast
Me as a bag of worry despite your diminutive dowry.