Envy

You are not for me
you are like
evening gowns and
scented soaps. Other girls
are at home in that world
but I will always be
a pretender.
I am a swamp girl;
I trudge
up mountainsides,
I have
adventures,
I am
satisfied so long
as I don't look too long
at what I'm missing.
You are not for me.
(that doesn't mean I don't
smell the soaps
rub my cheek against
satin and lace
dream of the taste
of your smile)

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I a little bit hate my life right now. Don't mind me.