Dark Sleep (Part 1)

This one’s a two part poem ladies and gents. Part 2 will be up later, and it goes to some really dark places.
 

 
Tell her stories in the night
Until the dawns morning light
Of heroes saving the day
Maybe then she’ll stay
 
But it’s realy not likely
That she’ll want to love you nightly
I know it may sound funny
But she only wants your money
 
She dances on the street curb
Just outside the suburb
In the morning she leaves
Another man for her to please
 
She’s not but corner whore
And yet still you want her more
She begs you and calls you sir
Each night that you’re here with her
 
She sells her body for sex
and you think that you know best
By wanting her to love you
with everything that you do
 
But you know that there’s no chance
She only knows one dance
She’s not the cheating kind
because she will not be tied
 
A common downtown street whore
And you you still want more
To share more than just your bed
You wish for you to be wed
 
She’s made that clear a hundred-fold
You can’t ask again, you’ve been told
And now you know that there’s no chance
That she will ever dance that dance
 
©Alex Hicks 2013

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