VooDoo

Tell me where your mind goes when you know I can’t read it

Spill what you slyly and strategically hold back in the name of our flirting game

Whisper what you wished filled the elevator’s silence

Divulge what your smirk sincerely says

I need to know                             

Suspense is slowly slaughtering me

The way you study my idiosyncrasies

Makes me equal parts intrigued and uneasy

I demand you cease staring in the mirror,

determining just the right angle to tilt your smile to topple girl’s worlds

It’s honestly unfair

Because actually your apathy’s appropriate

You don’t have to try or care

Just one of the various perks of being you       

Still you’re fully aware of the voodoo you do

To vulnerable girls like me