Envy
a Poem by Raquel Swann
I want to move like you
glide, seemingly never
touching the floor.
I want to think like you
some think it irrational,
emotional, I find it
inspiring and fearless.
I want to look like you
adored by those who
haven’t even learned
my name, admired as
I walk by.
I want to shop like you
buying cute things
and fancy things
that make me feel
good about myself.
I want to speak like you
with a beautiful
inflection and tone
high pitched yet sexy
whispering in the ears
of those who truly love me.
I want to dance like you
swinging my hips
back and forth
hypnotizing and,
sensual.
I want to feel like you
silky and smooth
soft and delicate
yet tough and
vigorous.
