- Erotic Poetry
- Release
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At the corner, she stood and smiled,
High heels, short skirt, a flimsy shirt.
"Hi darling, want a date tonight?
A hundred bucks, I’ll drive you wild."
Behind some trees, her knees in dirt
She sucked my cock, she took its pride.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 15 years agoI loved this poem, short, to the point, entirely unpretentious!
Anonymousover 15 years agoThe previous comment was head on (excuse the pun); this poem expresses succinctly the "business relationship" between two people selling/buying sex, with an emphasis on power rather than sensuality. I liked it.
Anonymousover 15 years ago..., well (what would be the proper comparison?), waiting in supermarket check-out line. But then, this was the point of this poem, wasn't it? A succinct description of the emotional emptiness that accompanies seeking the services of a prostitute, the fact that the primary motive might not be sexual at all, but a question of social hierarchie (as exemplified by the financial transaction) and submission ('hehind some trees, her knees in dirt'). I read this poem several times, and the more often I read it, the more I liked and appreciated it, with its subtle and not-so-subtle messages. Vie_secrete, really nicely done!
