If
If this boy looks at me I will be beautfiul
My eyes will glitter
my lips will plump
my hair will float
everyone will turn as I walk down the street to watch the
incredible mechanism of my body
If this boy looks at me I will be loved
Men and women will talk with me
and praise the qualities which
no one has yet bothered to discover
Anyone who meets me will never forget me
If this boy looks at me I will be happy
My heart will lift on linen wings
to soar above the iron railing and weeping willows
and my heart will always be smiling
He looks
in an instant, I see it means nothing
whether or whither he gazes
I turn my face to the merciful rooftops so he cannot see my eyes
I walk away
-MWE
April 2000
