By email I ask her
what color panty
what color bra
Red, she replies
Silk. Lace.
Saks.
Stockings
or panty hose?
Stockings, she says.
Very high.
Seams.
Flats or heels?
Stilettos
in my suitcase,
she says.
Small shop
off Broadway.
Take a cab
from the airport,
I tell her.
I'll pay
if the pilot
won't land in
our yard.
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