She is so much wiser
than I am in the ways
of the world,
maybe because she is a woman
and has had to endure so much more
turbulence than i ever could
the men who hit on her,
and walk away,
bearing no impact
for what they've done
sex not being love,
even to her,
though in some cases
with some men
in the right moment,
it can lead that way,
though more often as she
like most women have learned
it can be a tool,
an instrument of control,
a way to claw up that
invisible ladder
that might allow her
to get
on equal footing with men
who would otherwise
use her,
all this foreign to me,
aching less for power
than the tender touch,
always mistaking one
for the other,
settling for the other,
mistaking fools gold
for the real thing.
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