22 Jul 2016 – Love

Love never asks perfection,
never strikes a trendy pose
or checks its own reflection
in the windows as it goes
to give itself completely;
never rates the world’s response
but looks for growth discretely,
always feigning nonchalance.

Love knows what you’ve been thinking
when you claim it’s undeserved;
Love hears you out while winking,
always grading on a curve!
To flunking hearts turned ashen
grants new chances once implored.
Gives credit for compassion.
Asked, forgives the lowest scores.