I remember drinking
pink champagne
from your pink
high heel shoes
I remember making love
with you wearing only your pink
high heel shoes
I remember
how your pink high heel shoes
became candleholders
ashtrays
(where you stashed your hash)
deadly weapons
in a row
& you ask me
do I remember
your pink high heel shoes?
Do I?
I do!
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pink-high-heel-shoes/
