loev

you see. you are a
miss- spell at the end from the beginning
of this poem. & as you have spelt me— i mean loev. i'm
in loev. & i don't want to recover.

but you are not perfect. but you are perfect.

i don't know if by accident i could
say it is intentional. intoxicating. or is it about your presence?
that in imperfection. you reveal again
the genesis of beauty.

like this: evol —i read you backward.
like that: oelv — how you hide yourself from asunder: a code only
i can understand.

like this: velo— because for you. hello is not enough.
like that: lvoe— the way i read you when you kiss me.

i smile.

i smile because to write you
in language imperfect is perfect you.

& as you have spelt me.
i am fighting the thought that this poem is not enough.

loev.

i misspell again. & i realise this poem is you.

you don't need to be perfect. you are.

Ayoola Goodness ©2018