Surface. - Poetry Novel

my love for you.

I could say I would cross oceans to prove my love
I could say I would follow you to the ends of the earth
My love for you as pure as a dove
But fleeting as that of a dove that has left its cage
I won't flatter or blind you from the truth
My truth
That I am not perfect
No one is
But if love was perfect
I'd hope mine was the closest comparison
There is.

-31 July 23