She Wears a Pearl Necklace at Night

They can’t see her struggle

Daytime folk just want to snuggle

What she holds in her bag

Keeps them guessing so she can brag

 

Out of breath as if she panted

So nice to say, “hello,” in light

Away from the chains he granted

So she can wear a pearl necklace at night

 

The less chosen thinks she is it

But oh, she keeps her price at bay

How much longer can she take the slow hit

Before he finds another way to pay

 

She dressed him up nicely

Taught him to speak just right

Her movie screen life was pricely

Because she wears a pearl necklace only at night

 

Not the first time and not the last

What will it take to pass the test

Sparkling things fade life fast

Now in a place she thought was best

 

She’s out of his own mind

Something would never be in sight

Three little words would be so kind

Instead, she wears a pearl necklace only at night

 

He loved the rage when she was on stage

A 5, a 10, just for a private sight

Sad the closed book can’t turn the page

Because she keeps wearing

  pearl necklaces at night

 

Reviews

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~ a poignant portrait of a former successful stage actress ? ... i'm guessing she lives and relives her past glory by wearing the necklaces... but i could be off the mark... still, she is alive in your words... i can feel her presence on this page and in my consciousness... beautiful poetry...

[David Scott]

Echoes of Roxanne and her red dress. Well penned.