The girls in the margins of my notebooks
Have eyelashes like flames
Hooked noses
Eyeliner
Dimples
Big, curvaceous lips.
Some have freckles
Others, piercings
A few with teeth.
Some have necks
Chokers and shoulders
Cleavage and diamonds
But all of them
Stare at me
With the same hand drawn eyes
That say,
I
Know
You.
By: Allison Gems