* An Intimate Trade Poem by Inner Whispers
* An Intimate Trade
Many a man stands proud of himself
Bragging his accomplishments, his riches on hand,
Feed himself with luscious things
Chance of hardship he has never gained.
A charning prince, he calls himself
Well-dressed in gold, envied by colleagues,
He walks on carpet in expensive shoes
Any woman cannot resist the beauty of his looks!
Why not, he offers all what he got
Pursues any woman whom he desire to lust,
Just like trading a yacht and a heli, taking her
Wherever she want, whatever she wishes to have.
Ahhh...a wise woman will surely grab
This intimate trade of her flesh and lust,
A well-paid, luxurious and extravagant way of life
Surely this woman will live like princess in cold cash!
A trade of love, an intimate trade for riches and guts
But where lay her soul, can she be happily contented or unsatisfactory sad?
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8/28/2026 10:55:05 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
A trade of love for the pot of gold she will have......material things to live and attain a happiness, only fleeting....fake satisfaction, fake smiles which a cry you'll hear in the dark....lovely poem 10+++