Picture Perfect

Love can make us forget that we are human

In love, I can look at you and only witness God

I hate it when your humanity disrupts my infatuation

I want to love you softly,but my imagination forces my hand

I want to love you without the menace of my expectations painting you out to be someone you are not

But I often get lost in my eyes view of your potential

They don’t recognize you in the light

Carefully painting over your flaws

And covering up your faults with excuse

Don’t look too closely

My pores aren’t good at holding lies or keeping secrets

They open every chance they get

I wonder what I would think of you

If my heart was just as honest