Imperfect Lovers


We were perfectly imperfect lovers, lost on a cosmic sea

We were the tempest and the storm, the calm of dawn and early morn

We were midnight rainbows and the Moon dancing with the Sun

We were the wisdom of the ages and the innocence of the newborn

We were celestial constellations and simple Starfish on the beach

We created a special kind of magic no one but us could see

We were perfectly imperfect lovers, bound together through eternity

Eily Nash (2021)

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