Oh, if only I were like her;
Confident, outgoing, brave and fiesty.
Through these words of hers I hear,
"Everyone just wants to be me."
My body is a temple,
I am a work of art.
If only I could be a rebel,
Then, maybe, I could capture his heart.
Words flow smoothly through her mouth like silk,
She is my inspiration.
Her gaze as sharp as a stick,
Taunting me like a temptation.
She moves her hips to loud music,
The effect she leaves is sublime.
I don't know what to do, say or think,
Because hating her is like committing a crime.
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Dark Paradise (Poetry)
PoetryDarkness is my friend. #89 in Paradise (15 April 2020)