MeyerBros

Unprotected feet carry you through a dark room
Guess where the furniture is before you smash your toes
Like tripping and giggling through an exciting encounter
Flirting shamelessly
The goals are clear: get to the light switch, the door, or the bed
Just don’t let him scratch your unshielded heart in the process
Through I suppose being barefoot is half the thrill

The poem isnt the interesting part. In fact there isnt one. An interesting part I mean. Should the title be “Flirting with Disatster” or “Flirting With Your Eyes Closed in a Dark Room”?