I am not perfect.

There may be plenty of books
I have not read
even more things I have not done.

My smile may not be cute
and the words coming out
of my mouth may not always be pleasant.

I may prefer whiskey to feminine drinks,
have secrets, a dark side.

From time to time
I may be too stubborn, too lazy,
too emotional, too quiet or too loud.

I may not be a great poet,
a canon of beauty,
a role model.

And I may be insane,
I may not be understood,
yet I am not the only one.

I am not perfect,
I am the one your soul is looking for.

Always there
when you need me.
With a glass in my hand,
ready to listen,
ready to talk,
ready to chase the dreams.

Danka Sikorska


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