The Trade Off

Red bulb
casts sultry shadow
across the 
room 
spilling onto the
street 
air heavy with 
illicit
night scent
rain smog weed and
jack 
clinging 
along for the ride
blurry eyed
distorted reflection dares you
“look up”
shoes
high with painted toes
pulse quickens
stockinged legs the
pathway to shapely hips and 
white lace panties
silk 
skims navel and 
cups breasts
dark
hair spills
tense anticipation
fear
molten lava veins
palms
sweat
heart pounds in ears
feet carry forward
musty
perfume envelopes and
draws into her
realm
cash binds 
the deal
one night of
passion
for your
probity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Guzzi Avatar
June 14, 2009 at 5:34 PM
probity..never saw this word..THANKS! The form fits the verse nicely! Light & Love
Anderson Avatar
May 5, 2009 at 8:33 PM
classic kat.... for you legions of poor poets.... thats why she's kat. love u, legend
Bickerstaffe Avatar
May 4, 2009 at 12:53 PM
WOW!!! Your short clipped phrases really make this piece... some unforgettable phrases. You are SO talented!!! Your adoring fan, Keith
Higgins Avatar
May 3, 2009 at 10:58 AM
Awesome passion..awesome writing..my senses were awaken throughout the piece..lace and navel will do me in any time..great writing.
Nutter Avatar
May 2, 2009 at 3:20 AM
You paint a vivid portrait. Nicely done
Hammer Avatar
May 2, 2009 at 3:02 AM
The title is perfect. The sensual images pain me. It hurts, beautifully.
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