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women must dread
that moment
when they walk into
a bar
a club
a restaurant
anywhere in the world
and see
that man and
lock eyes with him
for just a second...


the panic
as her naiveté
catches up
and her secret
jeopardizes
everything...


imminently scrutinized
by those she trusted...
suddenly threatened
by those she deceived...


and i love the deceivers -
the unconventional urchins
who share their indigo sex appeal
their dark femininity -
all pleather and sateen
polyester
and mine