Breather

I really like flaws,

crooked tooth,

too-loud laugh,

spongy hair,

I like the fact that you need to be flawed in order to see perfection.

I like smiles and teeth and laughter and hair,

and I like the way that too many eyes sparkle.

With broken bones

and butterflies and

bellybuttons and belly buttons and bellies and buttons all over the place,

how can you stand still for so long?

Home made cookies and

fresh cold milk,

college experiences, love and heartbreak,

flaws bind together and break hearts and stop hearts and and smash teeth and create life.

Hope makes fear seem further away and

keeps desperation close beside it.

Broken bones and butterflies and bellybuttons and belly buttons,

all over the place.