Pleasure Principles

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A lady in waiting I am;
not a concubine for pleasure principles.  
 
Though..
A harlot of the night ;
I'll make the flower bloom as
you pay kindness with self release.
 
 
Your forgotten head entangled,  
wrapped in thoughtless deed;  
love wayward be the journey,
strangled,  
along with your approximations
In breathless tones;
black and white
when not quite there for me.
 
My wickedness has no ending,
but for another softer side hiding
without start or beginning
colourful
joyful
delightful
blossoming
 
My thoughts do meander so,
On solo passages and fun voyages  
when unaccompanied by sermons
and blasphemer;  
I'm with another laughter,
another warm smiler.
 
As I said..
 
A lady in waiting I am.