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Tuesday 31 July 2012

Gigolo

I must stress that this poem is NOT based on personal experience!

Gigolo
Your back arches slightly
Settling into my embrace
As we take our turn around the floor
Dancing late into the night
Under the sparkling necklace
Of deck-lights
Flickering in the breeze
Reflected across the silent sea 

Your hand squeezes mine tightly
To tell me that you are happy
With my movement
My good looks
My service
And my attentiveness 

You murmur quietly
That we make a lovely couple
Despite the difference in our ages
Dressed to impress
Our smiling faces
Turned to the world
The envy of others 

You tread lightly
Calm and confident
For tonight you may have anything
Whatever you desire
My time is completely yours
To do with as you please

I work nightly
Professional and paid-for
Personal and discreet
Tailored to your requirements
And whatever you can afford
I whisper what you wish to hear 

You have your life
And I have mine
We are both content
With the nature of our transaction
But there can only be this evening
And we do not ask each other
Too many questions


Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2012

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