The Harlot (2)

While all night queens carve figurines in gelatine and jade,

Behind a door and on the floor a deal is finally made;

A painted girl with flaxen curl has plied again her trade

And now the care within her stare has turned a darker shade.

Her lack of guile and parting smile are cutting like a blade.

Author's Note

I forgot to cut and paste, the first time I tried to post this...

Reviews

[boblakin]

Oh yeah, once the cash is passed, you might as well not bother.

[Terry O'Leary]

Thanks for the comment!!

[Terpsichore]

Those eyes that never match the smile, captured perfectly.


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[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Terpsichore... much appreciated!

[Leon C]

Good work,

Great rhythm and use of language.

Top job!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Leon! Much appreciated!!

[Jimmy Yetts]

What happens.
Lovely word choice; imagery in HD.
Smart write!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you Jimmy! Much appreciated!!