only fools fall for you
only fools fall.
I watched her laugh, the corners of her doe-eyes crinkle
Somewhere inside me, joy ached.
Its not often, but sometimes I can’t
Help but stare at her; trying to solve
the puzzles of her beauty.
I pretend, the curl of her hair,
To be the sign of integration.
The values dot across her face, the tiny dimple on her chin
The lower limit to my equation.
I usually avoid such musings, but sometimes
I can’t help but close my eyes
Imprinting her laughter;
like the ridges on my skin
from the wicker chair in her room.
Mostly, she is my friend- and I want nothing more
But sometimes, I cant help but remember
I am flawed.
I see more, than the disappointment in her scars,
When she tries to paint emotions, Kohl along her eyes,
I can only think of what beauty the make-up hides.
I am flawed, because only I can see
The perfect person she was meant to be.