riddled with rips and tears
to the man who waited outside the door
she was only a distraction
it's her bare feat
and her bare talent
and her death defying act
flying through his dreams
with the greatest of ease
that brings him to his knees
the trip from stair to stair
lingers in his mind before he knocks
and the sound of a thousand zippers
drowns out his desire
her quiet little feet
walk from the back door to the front
she opens herself
to nothing left waiting
and her day is done.

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