poem – untitled

i know it’s love
when my heart tingles
at the very vulnerable site of you

the imperfection makes you so real
that it daunts upon me to protect you

it is the love i never knew
unfamiliar sensation floods into my soul

horrified and gratified
our life goes on

22/01/13

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