Fishnet stockings attention getting
by way of dress
Lipstick red smooth and silky
Big brown eyes
illuminating themselves
in the darkness thick
The room
has no other lighting
Window shades have been pulled down
and the door is securely locked
Its the right time
Its the right place
They'll make the usual exchanges
No emotional entanglements!
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