Trade Goods Poems | Examples

Old Beginnings

As dawn vanquished the winter solstice
the celebrations were over but
Mary and Joe felt frisky,his fingers
underneath her dress, stirring her pot
keeping her simmering till she
arched her back and moaned,
pressing against his hand
as her juices overflowed.
Joe settled back licking his fingers
as Mary dropped to her knees
and burrowing under his robes
released his staff and slowly,
teasingly relieved his tumescence,
although her hymen remained intact.

Satiated they spooned, chatting
of their upcoming nuptials
and Joe shared the rumor that
King Herod was to grant passage
to some learneds from the East
who were seeking to observe
next year's comet.
They always brought 
trade goods with them, 
so Joe was short selling
frankincense and myrrh
but he thought gold
would stay firm.

Their conversation then turned
to their upcoming journey
to register in Joe's natal town. 
Another damned tax,
the Romans would run 
them  into penury.
And he'd better book a place 
at the Inn early, or else 
they'd end up sleeping
in the stable.