Bought

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Bought


Slipping between the cool,
beneath arms unfolded she
stretched luxuriously.
Poor little rich lady dreams
of mink coats and paid rent 
and expensive jewels.

Milk-smooth sleep freed skin 
captures again satin-soft sighs
of clandestine bliss.
Swaying tight hips in sheeted
confinement her bruised lips 
part in sated smiles  

Cushioned with wealth allure 
lends bought time for fervour 
needed in lust-use.
Assured passion in each score
soaked in lucre's pleasure-bed  
earns courtesans more. 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 9th, 2023 07:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: A tongue-in-cheek poetic take on an age-old subject. - not I might add however from personal experience !! Hope you enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 24
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • orchidee

    She may get some 'ardour' but I never do! Aww, Fido won't let me. heehee.

  • Neville


    very tongue in cheeky say's this kept man ........................... x

  • L. B. Mek

    saddest part, is that
    as aged a topic, as this may be
    as current, a trend this be
    in society's unsavoury shadows...
    great wording, as-ever
    'captures again satin-soft sighs
    of clandestine bliss.'



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