Imperfect Love

He makes me cross
with long speeches
about the worldly things
that go above my head
but I watch patiently
at the way his eyes sparkle
when he speaks truth
that I have blinded eyes to

Love is red wine
which tastes better
as the year pass
while we learn
to adjust little here
and little there

He makes me smile
with his poor jokes
that don't make sense
but I laugh like
I found every word
hilariously funny

Love is precious gold
that becomes valuable
as the years pass
while we learn
to enjoy every little joy.

He makes me blush
when he sings
love ballads with affections
pouring out from heart,
making me fall in love
with him again

Love is special
that flows within
invisible network
connecting two hearts,
two souls together
and lone humans one