If it were perfect
We’d be fictional
Compulsively delusional
Of the Truth

If the road were smooth
There’d be no wear on the tires
No need to stop for gas
No journey is as unadventurous as that

If there were no struggle
How would we learn
Whether the sparks of the fire that burns
Are worth the heat

They are to me.

I adore
Am adored
Like all others in love,
Am challenged and more

Because a love’s existence
Is based on the lovers’ persistence
To give Love a Chance
No matter the distance

It will take

Let’s walk that walk
Listen to each other talk
Before we make a blind break

Because Baby if it were perfect
Then Baby we’d be FAKE.


Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.