one of the rare benefits
of being an invisible super-girl
that fits into everything
and vanishes into whispers.
i am allowed more.
i am allowed prolonged glances
i am allowed fixed stares
or tight grips;
it is allowed to be deliberate and brazen.
i am allowed to touch
to say too much
i steal and take so greedily.
i am allowed more
and i take what i can get.
until it's too much
then, i am allowed to cry
i am allowed to feel guilt
and fear of crossing the line
i am allowed shame
and regret
and more.