Discreet Desire
have slept blissfully with masters
endured mice of men
been protected in the inner sanctum
yet grovelled in poverty and pain
used my body to pull myself from its grip
seen many vices
secrets cleverly hidden
learned when to speak, holding opinions
silence can be indeed golden
as silver crosses sweaty palm
unmentioned blackmail, seen behind erotic eyes
have manipulated, masterfully
taken advantage of the attributes of beauty
secrets learned at mother's knee
I've been abused as a lady
worshipped as a whore
through it all, needy beggars
snickers behind my back
oh the women so gentile
see my smiling eyes
it's in my bed they do lie
outcast, yet bell of the ball
hushed need whispers my name
I move to its lure
my body a delicious shine
entombing the rich and noble
influencing kings
stature unknown, yet unlimited
I am courtesan, mistress, love,
substitute wife
I'm what you wish me to be
seductress of your mind
gripping desire, courtesan
Copyright © Bernadette Langer | Year Posted 2006
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