Tuesday in Singapore

Passing through Singapore
flying to The States
small hotel on Orchard Road
don’t recall the dates,
At an outside table
drinking Lion beer
working girl watching
sitting fairly near,

Smile at her, she smiles back
rises from her seat
walks my way and asks
is it time we meet?
Middle of the afternoon
Tuesday, as I recall
asks where I am staying
a block or two, that’s all,

Let’s go there, long black hair
nearly to her waist
I look at her, finish my beer
not wanting it to waste,
Wears a dress, little else I guess
about five foot two
in the elevator, asks
what do I like to do,

In my room, curtains wide
bed not yet made
she asks me when it was
the last time I got laid,
Tell her a couple weeks ago
in Australia on the beach
slips off her dress
shaved smooth as a peach,

With small hands she unbuttons my shirt
expertly pulls off my jeans
I stand before her naked
she looks just out of her teens,
Wraps both hands around me
pulls me towards the bed
with her lips she astounds me
sucks my penis head,

Nearly to orgasm
but not quite there
her face obscured
by her long black hair,
Leaves me there hanging
on my back on the bed
penis pointing skyward
you’re really big, she said,

She straddles me and watches
as it disappears inside
and that Tuesday afternoon
we go for quite the ride,
A couple hours later
another Lion brew
watching passing tourists
guessing how and when they screw,