Challenging that stereotypical idea that people in love see their partner as perfection. Better relationships are built on stronger suppositions.
You think I don’t notice your flaws?
The fast car you drive so
Recklessly because you know,
You know it makes you look like
A glorious luminary,
A king in name and only borrowed nature,
Whilst you languish
In posh prophetic,
Waiting for our crystal hearts to smash;
This card will display both lovers and
The lover’s blood,
I see you: you are my scrying mirror
With a tarnished reflection,
Where once clung a varnished surface.
This is always about you, isn’t it?
We slide, slip from tawny reflections
Onto the shards:
Our pathways converge at the worst
Junction, bitter words and
Running away. You and
Me, glares across the room.
You think I am watching a perfect man?
Ignorance does not fit you into robes.
You were smarter when you taught
Me anything etiquette.
Now, I’m simply eyeing
Arrogance. Where did you
Stash your perfection?
Yet, I don’t miss it.
Thinking of shaking you from my mind,
My breath catches.
For Shakespeare spun:
The world maketh the man,
And, my dear Muse, my pen has
Not stopped running
Since we locked eyes
And fought with thought;
Not your flaws – though you have them,
“they in thee a thousand errors see” –
But in the warmth from your eyes,
My errors are grander;
I forget every anger
And your flaws lift you on wings.