She

Sometimes I dream and think of me being extra-ordinary of what's in front of me...


Oh How I adore them
Strange creatures but close enough they're beautiful to look at
I like how they move and carry themselves.

So elegant and peaceful, oh how I want to bite them. They look like edible food (not in a gross way)
I sit over by them just listening and watching the view.
Not much to see now but wait...

From a distance, I see her... blinding my sight the distance..
Not clearly the first time but as I look further, she's familiar to me.

Still not clear enough, focusing to a point I blink in awe..
She's me....

For a second.

I love women so much, I really don't mind being them for a second.....