you'd like
her to have one flaw.
something
to make
you feel more at ease.
if she would
only say something
dumb,
like asking you
if the earth is
larger than
the sun, something
along those lines.
if she wasn't so
smooth and fashionable,
the hair just
right,
the lips and legs
unbearably nice,
if only she would
trip on a chair,
or curb
once in awhile,
or dribble
some blue cheese
dressing onto her
perfect blouse.
something, anything
to give you
an edge.
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