‘rogue’
lies with the eyes
if only I was so talented
she levels me without speech
destroys all my reasons
shatters my walls
crumbling
knees buckling
not literally but underneath, she knows
consciousness wrecked
suave turned sweat

notes… you’ve been there, helpless and stopped cold in your usual bullshit, the bullshit that works with everyone else but not her but she likes you anyway, it is more a perception, a feeling, a tingling, that “ah ha” moment, she gets it, you, THE YOU, you can stop pretending…. but you don’t… to a point, you should…