I may not be perfect

In the quiet moments of the night, When shadows dance beneath the moonlight's gleam, "I may not be perfect in my eyes," I sigh, But your love makes every flaw a distant dream. For in your gaze, my soul finds rest, A place where every scar fades and flaws are blessed. "I'll do anything to be perfect in yours," I vow, To hold your heart forever, here and now. Each step I take, I take for you, In every breath, a promise to be true. Though I may stumble, though I may fall, Your love will catch me, and I’ll stand tall. For perfection lies not in the mirror's face, But in the love we share, a sacred place. And in your eyes, I see the man I strive to be, A reflection of your love, perfect and free. - Tukes