Desire to Be

Ive always had a fascination with beauty and how our culture interprets it. Most aspects I don't understand, but I do believe that the purest of beauty is the one that commands your attention. This poem is about my desire to be that very person in the room, demanding to be noticed without saying a word.

Let me be like the girl

that people write poems about.

With eyes that take your breath away

and a smile that drives you wild,

the one that makes your heart fucking hurt

if she leaves,

aching like a child.

The girl that keeps you up at night

not counting stars or sheep,

But dreaming about her flowing hair,

and freckles placed perfectly on her cheeks.

With every moment that her lovely lips

stop moving,

you feel like you're in a drought...

Oh god, please let me be like the girl

that people write poems about.