I loved you first...............

 

I loved you first. 

I did not find perfect. 

I do not abound in virtues. 

I did not feel a goddess. 

I found defects. 

I hated my temper. 

My face was not porcelain. 

Neither my skin smooth and clear. 

My thick lips screamed for attention. 

My unruly hair came out of all proportion. 

Always he shouted, sang, cried. 

It was a revolutionary. 

I did not understand buts, 

or routine, 

or silences. 

I was drowning in poetry, 

literature and good music. 

Doubtfully, 

mysterious, 

indecisive. 

So I found it one day 

And I loved you for life.