A Recollection of Heels

I remember the feel
Of your heels.
You left them behind
For me to find,
And asked me to keep
Them for your return.
You never came.

No need to weep.
For the secret
Of your name
Is safe.
Will I embrace
A girl’s disdain,
or learn?

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