FOR SIGNATURE

FOR SIGNATURE

It starts with a piece of paper �

the long walk to his office �

not as innocent as it looks -

what�s going through her mind �

wouldn�t you like to know?

He can hear the clicking sound of her shoes,

moving across the floor as she approaches �

knocking - face flushed and smiling -

he tells her, �Stand here -

just like that.� He picks up the pen.

He doesn�t take his eyes off her. He can�t

control the impulse to reach out. He tells himself,

�This is getting dangerous.� When no one is watching -

�This is what you came here for

isn�t it?� Exhausting � at the end of the day.

My god, watch�watch how his pen glides over the paper.

He doesn�t know what he�s signing anymore.

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