I don't want you to be perfect, for no one <br />can ever be. But you were first in line <br />so I fished you from the sea. Of people <br />that is, they all looked fine. And elegance <br />gleamed there face. And there you were. <br />How I perceived your grace out of all <br />the jeweled fabrics, I know not. But you <br />were the one I saw. Not him. Not her. <br />Just you. Only you. And you found me <br />among the see of drifting eyes. Who <br />cared what they thought. They only knew <br />the cost and not the value of love. So we met. <br />And we embraced. I saw a thousand miles <br />in your eyes as you held your head with pride. <br />I was the one you choose. And no one could take <br />that night.<br /><br />Briana Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-in-the-night-2/
