Union Station

Maybe it was all a show,

but the way your wall of windows overlooked the city,

the pool balcony on the 14th floor,

the Manhattan ordered neat,

and the way you called me babe

as you pulled out my chair at the Union Station bar,

made it the most lustful

and sophisticated date

I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

I would watch you again, darling.

You are entirely my kind of entertainment.

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