Like Her Words

Someone loves her
And I'm trying
To find out
Her secret
I have my hands held out
Seeking
Some
Comfort
In that knowledge
She smiles and I
Am weeping
For the looks that never seem to reach me
She's had men
Fall at her feet
In pieces
I collect them
Stich them together
Postulate my thesis
Seeing
The eager ache in their eyes
And I
Come no closer
To being anything of consequence
To anyone
But I
Surmise
There must be something
That she's made of
Something I cant make up
From the parts
That make me
Me
But she
Has something
That they need
And I am ever waiting
Wanting
Willing
Them to see
The things I offer
The things I
One day
Hope to be

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