I watched the essence of life,
The very ingredients that make life worthy,
Emerge from the shine in your sleeves
The rich laugh that you wear on your sleeves
Made me fall in love with the idea of a life,
A life marked by your graceful presence
I fell in love the with the idea of listening,
The echo of your heartbeat in mine,
As well as your nourishing breathe
I fell in love with the idea of seeing you grow old
And yet still find you as beautiful as the first day
I laid my eyes on you
Forgive the indelible transgression on my person
For some of them make me who I am
Don’t fall for the idea of an ideal me
I am a thoroughly imperfect man
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