she wasn't cute,
she was alluring.
she wore that chanel no five
and said that she only wore perfume to bed
but if you saw her nights,
you'd see her in her older brother's boxers
and a tank top with a few holes.
and her little harmless lies
were sexy,
weaving their separate ways through
all sense that you ever had.
she was beautiful, in all the ways that
a person cannot be.