Warts And All

I want you to see me
flawless, perfect, unblemished

To show the very best
that I know I have inside

And yet...

You find me in my mistakes
dirty, scarred, uncharitable

And the surprise is
You love me for those things

The miracle in being
That those things I wish most to hide

Are the endearments that draw you
And cause you to be perfect in my eyes