Like the sun with a moon
On her triangle
Two halves of a freak in love
In one barbed wire
Rose trellis
Glistening porcelain doll face
One step in sanctuary
Then another run on my thigh traveling
Up from my big black
Boots

To my strange intoxicating
Destiny
Get your mind up
Put it right here
Let’s go
Get some coffee,
Stay up for hours
Talking
About how we shouldn’t do it and
Then end up doing it anyway
I am shy
Then addicted
Bass line
A million
Arrangements
Holy available

You may see me sometimes walking to class, or reading in the park. I will look at you and smile shyly and put my head back down. That's enough to intrigue you. You think I am coy and small. You can read me by that small half smile, so sweet and so sheltered. You can take me and keep me in a box and late at night I will come out and whisper dreams to you.

But sometimes, when no one is looking, I am beautiful. I am bold. I am vivacious. I am tall and slender with bright eyes and curly long hair. I look you in the eye and push my chin up. I meet you face to face and you are taken with me. You can't think of anything but me. I absorb you as you absorb me.

But for now, I will sit here and read my book. I will push the loose strands of hair back into my messy bun, held with a dull #2. I will set the glasses back on my nose, and I will smile. I will smile because I know that after you pass me, I am beautiful.

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