He Counts Heels At Night

He counts heels at night.
His heart torn
By stilettos worn
By girls, both black and white.
He counts heels at night.

He counts heels at night,
Remembering nameless women.
Recollections of sinning
And delight.
He counts heels at night.

He counts heels at night
And feels
The weight of years
And empty tears
He counts heels at night.

He counts heels at night.
But how does one measure
The pain and pleasure
Of girls in heels
Who pass at night.

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