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April 7, 2013
The lights flickered, casting shadows, in that dim crowded room,
The only sense I could use, smelled your perfume.
Click clack of heels tapping across the wooden floor,
your eyes ate my heart out, and then still wanted more.
Dried glue is the only thing left I may be able to give,
My pockets have run dry from pleasing you and trying to live.
, the banker and I saw you as more than deserved,
Red lipstick applied twice, as the gentlemen observed.
© Cerys W., Marblehead, MA
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