"Shapes Of Flaws"
My love is like to ice, and I to fire.
Let me dissect your imperfection
This is the only desire I inquire
Your flaws,
are enough to inspire
The ones who believe faults are forbidden
I know society tells you flaws are to be hidden.
But why? If this is apart of you share what others not dare
Encourage those who seek the shadows of despair.
- Curtis Lee Brumfield III