Perfect Imperfect

Photo by Adam Birkett on Unsplash

I got none to lose,
You are magic, sonder blues,
Fools come rushing, you are gold.
And
Know my soul has been this old.

I know what to do,
Stand on sidewalks, wait on you
From the morning, godwith dews
to the eve, with none to do.

I got none to lose,
Just a perfect dream of you
An imperfect solitude
And the dream of having us, two.

Be a thing of baam*.
Be the sun, yet side by side
I have perfect dreams of you
In my imperfect solitude

Winds come marching at my door
I hold myself unto my walls
Easy come, easy go,
That’s just how you play out

Inspired by Fvzzkill’s jam, Perfect Imperfect. ( Baam means night in Korean )