I Might Be Perfect

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wine, conversation, and a mindful ear. An object of attraction in your eyes, I’m a dancer. I wish to be Everything, never compromising your freedom.But then, if I were Everything I might be perfect, alone nihility for wanting, void of need. Thank goodness, then I thrive in the tide of knowing I am perfect in imperfection. When I want where I need you.Joejohn Black — Dec. 2019</article></body>

I Might Be Perfect

In the tide of knowing, when I want where I need you.

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Without you, I am perfect. Ether rushes in ether hastens out as tides of whitewashed din lap where I reside. I petition sleep for solemn comfort and hope only for solace when I die. Alas, it was only in the tide of knowing why I’m loved, I find when and where I thrive.

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With you, I am imperfect. I wish to amuse in all the right moments a bearer of wine, conversation, and a mindful ear. An object of attraction in your eyes, I’m a dancer. I wish to be Everything, never compromising your freedom.

But then, if I were Everything I might be perfect, alone nihility for wanting, void of need. Thank goodness, then I thrive in the tide of knowing I am perfect in imperfection. When I want where I need you.

Joejohn Black — Dec. 2019