Walk with me,
I hope
you don't mind
the tok-tok-tok
of my short-heeled
black shoes.
The seemingly empty
bland corridors
theatrically whisper
the tok-tok-tok
back to me,
back to you.
Walk with me,
And I will hum
some verses to
your searching ear --
hmm hmm hmm.
Hmmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmm...
Hm...
Listen.
Just listen.
My short-heeled
black shoes and
my heart quite bashful
are singing
to you.
©jln.
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