Startled to see
Charcoal-rimmed eyes
staring back at me
from my reflection in coffee

You sit
ashing your cigarette
on gray stones of patio

We laugh about time, circumstance.
You look at me
I look down
at new stiletto boots
Boots I wouldn’t think of buying before
Now, when I’m to act sophisticated, mature

I am happy we can laugh like children
I still feel like a child
especially around you
older, smoother

In these moments
I know I’m in love with you
When I feel you looking at me,
and it makes me shy and insecure,
When I look at myself and see a girl
dressed beyond her years,
And then you see the image I project as me
I am suddenly secure

You ignore my naivete

And we embrace each other
as equals.



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