Baulk

Body cavity is as fine as [s]he can be. [S]he walks with jealousy because [s]he is not me. I wonder why I aggravate effusively. Is it [my] swagger? Is it how I enthrall with [my] poetry? A supermodel has this kind of body who thinks I am an overweight nobody. One day [s]he discovers I write poetry. Respect is given as jealousy. Am I desirous? [S]he is possessiveness. Why is [s]he resentful? [S]he states that I am arrogant. My swagger I am not bragging. [S]he sashays. Why does [s]he want me to be a flounce? I just write what is on my mind.