Romantic Interest Poem by Jackie Chou

You act like you really want me
Like I'm some sort of hotshot
Heartthrob

I stare into the mirror
Run my fingers through my face
In search of that spark
Propelling you to me

That green light
Reassuring you
It's okay to proceed

Don't get me wrong
I'm not saying I'm hideous
A little cute, maybe

But this hair on my head
Is no waterfall
These myopic brown eyes
No gemstones

These lips and cheeks
Do not glow
Without rouge

Still, you pursue me
Like I'm some Aphrodite
With a poetic streak