Edge (poem)

What are you looking at?
I asked, but I...
Wasn't really asking

You see
I'll be your world
I'll be your girl
If you have the money

But my buyers usually have dicks
They fork out greens
To see my tricks

It's just hard earned money
That gets around
Like a cycle
It goes roun and roun

But this girl
Why was she watching me?
What about me
Was she looking to see?

She had a thin scar
Above her left eye
Wore black baggy jeans
That hid her feminine thighs

For a moment I thought
That she was a man
Until I saw
Her tiny hands

I waited
To see what she'd do
She leaned in and whispered
Baby girl, I want you

She said...
I know the game
So are you willing to play?
Just give me what I want
Cause I'm willing to pay

I looked at her
Her brown eyes lonely
I'd grant them hope
Just one night only

So push my limits
Boyish girl
And for the money
I'll be your world

I let her pursue me
It was not something
I couldn't be

Later we found ourselves
Planting and stroking
aching and croaking
in the wilds of the night

Her rough hands like magnets
Her hard gaze like sadness
I was the comforter
I was the conquered

Push my limits
push my limits
Edge....edge...

© 2011 Holly O'Brien