A walk through
The thronging crowds
Their porcelain cheeks
Looking proud
Dreams of popularity
Based on expectations
A nod from their peers
Nothing but perfection
How can I find my love
In this sea of cherubs?
But when she walks in
They are put to shame
It isn’t in the similarities
But how she is different
Flaws to them
Are beautiful to me
It is the same way
When it comes to souls
There is a perfect standard
But it is in the mistakes
That I find beauty
A wrong word
A moment of passion
Only make me smile
True love is the admiration
Of imperfection
The Rational Element 