She’s sweet like a friend
Yet sexy, slightly scary
Like no one other
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You like her. She smiles
The smile of one who knows that
That liking you feel
*
Likes her for her self
Like she wishes she could too
But she doesn’t like
*
Like herself… She says
She can’t explain how she likes
What she likes in words
*
She has this dream
In which she merges in her
Lies of love with others like
*
She’s living some truth
Neither selfish nor selfless
– Like her to be both –
*
Sweet, wholesome, love-scarred
And sexy, exposed – scared that
She’s just like herself
*
But is not herself –
Like no one else is oneself:
We’re like each other.
Thanking you indeed for this poem, it has a translucending beauty, and is clear, it is unsettling, it gives me fresh insights on the byways of love and sometimes scary intoxications.