Writing.Com: Red Light Love: "You tell me of your need,
To do to me a sexual deed.
Of love you seem to profess,
Just to get me to undress.
If that’s the way it’s to be~
Then tell me, there’ll be a fee.
For then, I become your whore.
I’ll wait just outside the back door.
Fishnet stockings and short skirt~
Eyes telling me I’m lower than dirt.
Whispers and quiet hateful stares,
Knowing I’ll take your sexual dares.
From street corners to back alleys~
Over the hills, through the valleys.
Lustful acts and passionate sins,
Where only forbidden love wins.
You take the chance~I take the money.
For tonight you’ll call me your honey.
Red light shining brightly up above,
Tonight, a taste of red-light love."
Friday, July 24, 2009
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