Gathering Achtung, Baby! Romantic Email Sonnet

A hot, built lady
came dancing with me.
We gathered Achtung, Baby!
of all who could see.

Out in the center
of the gym’s dance floor,
they all starred at her,
wishing for more.

The women gazed
and wished they were she.
The men were amazed
at how beautiful beauty could be.

Yet when she left to pursue evening’s slumber,
she only gave me an email, not her number.

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