boyish.
i like that she’s boyish.
not in the way that a woman can be, not in the way where a man used to be, but she simply is.
i tell my friend this in the parking lot of the grocery store and the office supply store
i tell her i like girls who act like boys
what does that mean, really?
what does acting like a boy even mean?
i’m not sure, i don’t know very many boys.
i like so many girls and i don’t know very many boys.
so she’s not a boy at all.
she’s nothing like one.
and i don’t mean it in
i don’t mean it in the she’s just one of the guys way
i wouldn’t want to be one of the guys
i abhor the guys
men don’t understand what it’s like to chase a girl
a boyish girl
i would let her lay me bare
i would let her laugh at me just to hear the sound
i would watch through a window
to see her bikini brief underwear
i would sell a family heirloom
to take off her jeans
only once
i can’t resist the beauty of someone like that
i’ve always wanted to be like that- boyish.
carefree and visually fantastic
strong and decisive
but sweet and sensitive
funny and joyful
rowdy and ready and boyish.