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the desire of ache
it hurts me sometimes that I have quietly sat in your presence
and felt solace in my loneliness
that I felt your power and knew a man intimately
I have read you and known a realness not found in men
I keep company with my ache
a silent but persistent knowing I will never be desired by you
it pains me to know of all the flavors of women I'm not your type
saying you have a type may insult you
but I see you wanting the beautiful practical woman I am not
I've always looked at you from the sidelines
observed how you moved about
been craved by the others but not you
I think you knew in your gut
I was not the kind of woman men really want
well, not what I allow you to see anyway
what you miss is in my depths
you would drown in the pursuit of me if you knew
a woman who for the taste of you,
fucked your hate so I could believe in your gentleness
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