Flawed by Jacki Souza

Flawed

by Jacki Souza

I touch

your skin-

the hairs on your jawline that

prickle my hand-

the curving fullness of your

bottom lip.

This is all you will let me see

before my fingers find too much

find the long-healed scar

that still

hurts.

You stop me because

you want to hide

your pain

your past

behind my blindness.

But I think you know

I see you more clearly

with my blank eyes

than anyone else

ever has.

You are flawed

but

it is all right

because I am flawed, too.