Pretend We Are Perfect


Glaring

Nowhere to hide our flaws
in harsh glaring day

Frustrated frown lines
scar your forehead
Spidery exhausted wrinkles
mar my face

The gentle glow of night
melts all imperfections
If we meet in the dark
we can pretend we are perfect

© 2017 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved

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