Bashia Bootie
He of septus might feel
Excluded
I asked him
As beautiful as
I am
If I looked liked
Someone who would
Or could love him.
As arrogant as he is
Was as pompous as I wanted
To sound!
She than looked beyond approach
She would see herself neither
Wanted by him
Even as she did everything in
Her research to be attractive
to him.
He watched her knowing she
Hated him.
He prayed she'd leave never to
See kim again.
A comfort of belonging come
From the frustrations of learning
Might he wish me as his
I should know how to respond!
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