Dirty Old Man

You are a first class whore
Pretty, young, scorching and unpredictable.

I like you
Because you hate life
You hate everything around you
Like me.

Your are unkind, selfish as hell
Dishonest and mean
Like me.

You sleep with other men too
Older guys like me
Who pay to sleep with you.

But nobody can own your body and soul.

You sleep with young studs
For real pleasure
But you always feign the thing
With me.

That doesn't bother me at all.

You always mock me
Of my pot belly
Of my ugly face.

You call me
A loser
A dirty old man.

You don't want to be seen to often
In public with me.

That doesn't bother me either.

Time to time
You acted on whim
Disseapeared for days
And appeared hitting my door
At the middle of the night
With tears in your eyes.

You wept on my shoulders
Then we coupled in each others embrace
And slept.

When morning light streams entered into the room
You opened your eyes
You begun to roll around the bed
Moving the sheets on and off your body.

Rolling to your side
You reveal your round and inviting butt.

I fixed a breakfast tray for you
I made fresh, hot coffee
And brought them to the bed.

I treated you like a queen.

Then we made love all day long
In my small unit.