tonight
so glad i am to see you
as our hands meet
everybody fades around us
I can make you feel like jelly
just a flutter of my eyelashes
and you’ll come running to me
I know, I’ve practiced it perfectly well
don’t promise me anything you can’t do
I’ve learned not to believe in the past
this is much easier for my pride
I do have it you know
no one can rob it from me
I almost believed you
almost…
just the same, I’ve come to accept the truth
you’re just part of my nights
tomorrow you’ll tear me apart
I can only dream…
I see myself loved
accepted by you
proud to show to your friends
but I always wake up
in the deep of the night
in this glittery lights
holding a glass of margarita
wearing this slinky dress parted high up the sides
intoxicating you with my scent
you appreciate it so much
like the others before you
and maybe after you
still I dream…
you’ll bring me home
carrying me out of this mire
together we’ll dream, forgetting my world
my world I can’t run away from
but I always wake up lost
with only memories of our night
the morning greets me home
with my wish to be loved
but I grieved.
Again this is one of those poems that make you sit back and reflect on it for some time. How true, anyone can buy sex, raw lust, yes even beauty and lace - but can we buy love? No, we can't. Yet, it can not be easy to be a "laday of the night"... Regards Donkerman