she gets off in a huff
leaving him in drunk bliss
staring into space
smile plastered
all over his corny face
she'll call
he mumbles under his breath
throwing his head back
taking a last swig of the whiskey
paying the tab
and walking away
hey...can i see you?
she whispers
as though afraid of her own voice
shame?
pride?
lust?
come right up, princess
he speaks through the intercom
bracing himself to see her
the submissive woman
the beautiful lady
from the bar
she lowers her eyes
underneath her lashes
oh how beautiful
in red heels
and a prudish skirt to boot
look at me, lady
he murmurs
lifting her face up
kissing her pouting lips
drinking her in slow
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