pins in the air

she reviews her list of lovers,
former and current,
and pending.
each with their own merits
and problems,
each with a foot in the door,
a shoe under
the bed.
each with a bouquet
of flowers, a bottle of wine,
and an itch that needs
scratching.
she juggles them all like
bowling pins,
flipping them high into
the air, each waiting their
turn to be held.