Bona fide

I’m not looking to complain
But life has been a ballbuster
With impeccable bad timing
Most of the time, for my life

Some of the best parts of me
I haven’t seen, in a decade
But that don’t mean anything
If it's really me- that matters

Can’t promise what it is I can’t
Deliver, so don’t bother asking
But you’re welcome to take me
As I am, with every broken part

My heart needs that special place
Where I can live love...effortlessly


Poet of the Light © 2020



14 thoughts on “Bona fide

      1. Depends on how one sees love….if there’s a certain expectation rather than acceptance of the imperfections…then one would put an effort…if there’s pure acceptance, then it’s already effortless…it’s just to paint A picture

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