May/December – The Cold Facts

She likes my grey-flecked temples
and my condom size,
the fact that I'm experienced
and sexually wise
but with wisdom comes reality,
a certain cruel truth,
the fact that I'm much older
and the fickleness of youth.

I buy her bits and pieces,
the niceties of life
but sometimes she repays me
with such a subtle knife
that cuts me to the quick
and brings me to my knees.
She never leaves with thank you
and often starts with please.

Her appetite's voracious
for anything that shines,
it doesn't take a genius
to read between the lines
but the sex is so fantastic
and the bullet hard to bite.
So I'll be her sugar-daddy
while things are black and white
and when she loses interest
there's plenty more out there,
young things wanting older men
with lots of cash to spare.