There she goes again
Flagging me down in the rain
Yes, she is cute
Midnight prostitute
Roaming the red light district
With conventions of her own so strict
A tenner for an ice cream
Fifty for a lay
A hundred for the day
She is a woman of the streets
A working class brain
In the sunlight she cleanses her stains
I beg of you no condemnation
I beg of you no disrespect
You and I are not even near perfect
There she goes again
Midnight Prostitute
A tenner for an ice cream
Fifty for a lay
A hundred for the day
Marriage for the year
I fear!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
dear sylvia i like these lines; A tenner for an ice cream Fifty for a lay A hundred for the d
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She is a woman of the streets Working class brain In the sunlight cleanses her stains. We all do so dear poet..No exception.A strong inner voice in the poem.Nicely crafted.Thanks for sharong.