Imperfect

Eyes of sapphire, garnet and emerald
Mysteriously hazel, sensuously violet
Graceful necks, swan like elegance
Faces described with poetic eloquence
Slender forms, voluptuous beauties
Beautiful goddesses, untouchable deities
High cheekbones, delicate skin
Fragile ankles, delightfully thin
Impeccable taste, undisguised style
Hiding, enhancing bodies nubile
High breasts, rosy nipples
Taut tummies without ripples

A rakish smile, a manly physique
Hair asunder, adding to his mystique
Aristocratic features, even teeth
Majestic eyebrows that will never meet
Crooked noses adding character
Wicked eyes to captivate her
An athletic body beneath the shroud
Almost always well endowed
Rangy, thin, perhaps lean
Attitude pleasing, never cruel or mean

Author, all these you use
They appeal to your muse
But they are not everybody
There are people with imperfect bodies
When will you spin around us a lovely tale?
When will you let our love prevail?

Cottage cheese thighs, a plump body
Staid features, very un-godly
Lank hair and tired eyes
Clumsy overtures and awful ties
Terrible dress sense and bashful conversation
The ability to not rise to the occasion
Sagging breasts and hairy pubes
Sometimes, looking comical when nude
Sallow complexion, pimpled skin
Pudgy butts and stubby limbs

Hey Author, when will you give me my story?
When will I get my last dance?
When will you take pity on me,
And give me my romance?