To Catch a Shark

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You have always known your way around a boy.
Blinking coquettishly, smiling coyly.
All the while, wrapping him
Around your finger.

I’ve watched you snare the boy
With your giggles, your lashes
The sway of your hips
The fullness of lips
Too red to be real.

Yet, as the boys crowd you,
Swarming like bees
To your honey
I secretly am relieved
To be standing in the corner,
Accompanied by a very different
Brand of bee.

With that bait
You catch sharks.
With my bait
I catch frog princes,
Simply awaiting a kiss
To become Kings.





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Azure14 said...
Nov. 24, 2008 at 5:05 pm
Cute and ringing with truth. I think it would be better if you chose whether or not you want the boys to be plural or singular, or the boy or a boy. Otherwise this is lovely.
 
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