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with morals so like that

of an antagonistic ally cat

he still continues to slyly slither

into my less than exciting life

making me all the more aware of him

and his impact on my most fortunate

femaleness

while cutting down my infatuated defenses

swifter than any sharpened huntsman's knife

like that of a constructed criticism of

coincidence

operating under the pretense of guess

I usually am not quite so verbally quick

with such intimacies to confess

with this usual luck of mine

blinded by a brutal bout of fate

so utterly twisted

for the propositions he has so generously

bestowed upon myself

he should promptly be arrested

yet, then he would no longer care to call

on me

to drop by and say so much as a passing Hi!

I would miss his boyish lopsided grin

what would I do with myself?

mind you, not that I'm any where near to that

of bashful or shy

I'm just not the greatest in my relations with

certain sorts of men

the ones who like me for myself

uncaring of my size

whether I be fat or thin

such unasked for attractions can be quite liberating

to she who has so far taken the path of tender

solitude

it's nice to be seen in a different more flattering

light

one of which is nearly the exact opposite to which

you are used to being viewed............

(written Sept 30, 1992 am)