I am finally one of those girls,
The one with butterflies and nervous blushes
Settling like sunbeams on my face,
My neck,
My hands.
I am finally one of those girls,
The one with messages and silly voicemails
Saved again and again in my phone,
My ears,
My mind.
I am finally one of those girls,
The one with fantasies and fairy stories
Uncoiling like spiders' webs round my feet,
My hips,
My arms.
I am finally one of those girls,
The one with directions and laminated maps,
Sitting unheeded while foolishness drains my heart,
My strength,
My soul.
