spellbound | poem ten posted by imani , Thursday, February 12, 2009 at 2:19 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

perfection emerges ~
from the little
imperfect curve
your hands
make when holding mine,
from the thousand
and one nights
imbued with passion,
from the constellation
of seconds you spend
gazing at me,
from the lifetime we
both will share
starting now.