She stepped out in her high heeled shoes. <br />Her scent was hotel soap. <br />Streetlights later dull pains she'd cater, <br />But she was not a dope... <br /> <br />Whores and pores and tears and fears <br />Were things she'd daily fight, <br />But when another'd touch her cover... <br />Shut, she would, the light.<br /><br />Kyle Hamp<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-diamond-girl/
