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Love Poem for a Man
Who Finds Love Difficult

We can never be together.
Although I have seen you staring at my legs
in summer as I walked up steps.
Staring and steps are things that remind me legs exist.
I have seen you eating dinner
out of a plastic container.
I have seen you with a woman
who found your love difficult.
She was tiny and it was a cool evening.
Her legs were hunched against her chest.