You say you love me…
Do you like my body, my
Heart, perhaps my soul?
But do you like my flaws?
I’m just a fallen angel.
Love?
17 Thursday Sep 2015
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Hortus Closus
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The flaws are the most i love about you, ifinn you change we’ll say good-bye until another day, perhaps sometime on pay day!
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The flaws make us human. To not love the flaws is to love an illusion.
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Nice.
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What if we all are Fallen Angels, Esther? Maybe that’s why things are such a mess.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
HAVEN’T WE ALL WONDERED THIS? SUPERB—AND THE PUZZLE PIECE PICTURE! Good job, Esther!
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Union of true minds
Seldom finds impediments,
As Shakespeare once said.
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We do all have flaws, they are part of us, and we are often complicated. But there is much good as well. This is beautiful.
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I liked this poem. The questions of love. The good questions.
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