pretty boys with curled hair
easily charm and ensnare
call me shallow but i agree;
looks indeed matter to me
how he looks in the mirror
his foresight: crystal clear
carefully dresses for work
ironing out every quirk
how he looks at the world
shedding tears for a little girl
who cannot afford basic health;
raging at billionaires’ endless wealth
how he ends up looking at me
though we may both be angry
softness in his gaze will return
gives me the love for which i yearn
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