She was just a stripper
In a nightclub far away
Just a simple ripper
Of clothes that did not wish to
stay.
Her nubile breasts did throb
To the music wild and loud
Her robe the clubbers wished to
grab
So that she stood as naked as a
cloud.
I was just a loser
A loser who had lost my way
Just a simple rabble rouser
Of people who did not like to
stay.
My body was old and wasted
But my spirit was young and free.
My addictions were too many
But I still believed in me.
She was more interested in the
money
That they threw at her feet
She was not bothered about eyes
so many
That raped her while on her feet.
At the climax of her show
As the music reached a crescendo
Her clothes she would throw
While the audience did kisses
blow.
I was more interested in the
liquor
That they served at the bar
I didn't even glance at her
My eyes were vacant and afar
At the end of my umpteenth drink
As the fumes did hit my brain
I was on consciousnesses brink
As I felt relieved of my pain
She did finish her act
While I did at my table fall
Everyone else turned away with
tact
But she came over though I did
not call
She lifted me as I rested on her
shoulder
Supported me and did make me walk
She took me with her across the
heather
Though others at the very thought
did baulk
She put me to sleep on her bed
And watched over me while I slept
Whenever I woke up I was fed
And she held me tight while I
wept.
I then got up to leave
But she told me not to go
I did not wish to cleave
But stayed as I had nowhere else
to go
She would take me every night
When she went to earn her living
but I could not bear the sight
of her daily ritual of stripping.
One night on our return
As she was undressing for bed
I sat watching her with concern.
I watched as her breasts broke
free
From the harness of her
undergarment
They were so beautiful and seemed
to make a plea
Plead for hands that would
worship not torment
As my senses were aroused
gradually as was my soul
I ached to take her in my arms
and love her forever
For she had healed me and made me
whole
I was therefore fascinated and
wished to merge together
She looked at me with disgust
As my arousal I could not hide
You are all the same when you
witness a bust
She said as my passion then
deflated and died
You long just for the flesh of
dirty mud and dust
And desire a mere excretory organ
which opens wide
How cheap all you men are when in
lust
She scorned while she my lust had
killed
I looked down in embarrassment so
shoddy
While she looked on serenely and
calmly
All I wanted was your soul but
you desired my body
So you must leave me now, she
said coldly.
Me and my said unclean excretory
organ
Felt sad that we had to leave but
wanted to stay badly
Since we had made fools of
ourselves
For indeed us men never
understand women, sadly.
Great poem with lots of emotion and powerful images. Well done. Good luck with the blog. Would be thrilled if you could check mine out - just started really - mylifemywordsmypoetry.blogspot.com
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