I Used to Be Cute

My dear friend, Elaine, gave me a volume of Nikki Giovanni poems - the title is "Bicycles," it's wonderful and has inspired a collection of poems I'm working - so, this is one of the first:

I Used to Be Cute

I used to be cute:
tight and sweet, juicy
lips
warm.

You would have noticed
the long line of my waist,
my slender feet in strappy sandals with
high high heels
accentuating my calves
and my short,
 tight
     skirt.

I would toss my dark hair,
pretending not to
notice you
noticing me.

I used to be cute.
You would have seen me.

Kudos to dear Susan, another invisible old lady who used to be cute.