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Oct 2014
There she stood
silently
not one word was uttered
but no word was needed to
for she conveyed any beautiful and
lovely
word that could come out of her small pretty mouth.
What am I to do?
I stand there silently as well
watching her
waiting on her
waiting for her
to come over here and call me all those lovely words.
Not like I’m fishing for compliments or anything,
but for the lone fact that any lovely
word
that could come out her mouth towards me
would mean everything.
But I stand there
shy
still
quiet
afraid, for the fact that my loveliness could never
match
hers.
And so I cast my eyes upon the ground
where I belonged,
until I see the
prettiest
pair of feet I’ve ever seen
and as I look up I see eyes
so gorgeous
and she says to me “I love you.”
For she is a prize to be won
that I have already obtained.
I love you too.
Marshall B Mulkey
Written by
Marshall B Mulkey  19/Genderqueer/Richmond
(19/Genderqueer/Richmond)   
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     Khaliyah Keedah
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