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Overlooked

Overlooked  I wore a pearl necklace to feel pretty. I wanted the attention, for the guy making my latte to look twice, for my coworker to shoot me a jealous glare, for a young girl to see me with envy gleaming in her eyes and think someday I want to be her.   I wanted to taste affection’s dessert, the outpouring of desire in salivating mouths, to be the chocolate mousse that causes moans, irresistible.   But all they saw was the necklace.  I like your necklace.  What a gorgeous necklace.  They saw the chocolate shavings decorating the mousse, snacked on the garnish like kids sneaking a finger full of icing from the cake.  They saw pearls on a mannequin and finished their window shopping with a cookie from the food court.

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Poetry and music.

8 thoughts on “Overlooked

  1. I pity them, the poor distracted fools
    Who, gawking at those round and shiny jewels,
    O’er looked the greater beauty they adorned –
    The once by whom those very jewels were worn.
    Ah, but there’s a benefit to this –
    Those blinded by the surface feature miss
    The greater treasure, leaving us who see
    A better share of that lady’s beauty.

    😉

  2. I just stumbled across your blog today, and I have to say, I adore reading your poems. They never end how I think they will, and this one, especially, resonated with me. I’ve lived this feeling many times over, and I’ve never read something that defines such a phenomenon so precisely and accurately. So talented! I look forward to reading more of your work with my morning coffee!! ❤

    Kaitlyn

  3. Are not thy eyes your jewels, peach cheeks and a glowing smile, that should make them run a mile. And what of your pearl teeth as you speak , dam they must be blind.

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