The apartment buildings were on Walzer
brick building with rounded edges
stuck into the side of a hill defying laws
of gravity and perhaps some local zoning
ordinances as well.
The buildings were close to one
another and the windows lit
by that hazy yellow light faced
one another in the evenings.
Anne lived in the apartment facing
and Anne liked to take off her clothes.
I never met her except in the evenings
at our respective windows where she
slowly induced me to leave my lights
and my own clothes off.
Pretty Anne living her life alone.