An invitation is made when the bosom
appears bulging into the neckline,
his gaze is grabbed and as she walks away
she pulls him to his feet to trail after her,
eager for the game.
Her instigation is subtle.
He appears at the stair,
tips his head toward the bedroom and waits.
If he’s ignored, he offers another tip.
And if she decides to follow him,
she will do so with a sense of irritation
that he doesn’t offer invitations
so much as commands,
and she’s pretty sure she didn’t actually
promise to obey.