She put on heels for me
(stilettos, no less)
and it struck a nerve in me:
those long legs wrapped around my waist,
spikes in my back—
Oh, the ecstasy…!
But there was no sparkle in her eyes
and her expression was devoid of passion;
she thought I didn’t see her,
that I never see her
and it broke me that she didn’t know
how fucking spectacular I thought she was
with or without heels
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