Will You Be My Valentine?

I am a girl with chiliadal flaws

I am the personification 

Of someone who is

Perfectly imperfect. 

But I expertise in

Making our relation peerless.

I don't own a so charming face

Yes! My hair doesn't always stay in place

I've got a peach fuzz 

And my eyelashes don't curl the right way

I lack the talent of making up myself.

But I master the art 

Of making our relationship beautiful 

Fabricating it with untold love.

My personality is not that intriguing 

And my friends call me a chatterbox

Someone who is an average type

And confine me to

The stereotypes of being simple

For me, simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

But I would love to respect your every feeling

And make us wonderful us.

I am not the one who can trigger

Symphony of beautiful words and metaphor

My laugh is not even closer to music

And my smile

It is yet to be recognized as shiny as the sun.

But I can assure you a smile

To soothe you after a busy day.

I am not a crackerjack of amity

Nor do I know how to explicitly voice my love

But I know to love you unconditionally

And make a perfectly imperfect 'US'.

So amidst all my imperfections

Will you be my Mr. Imperfect?

Will you be my valentine?