Gentle In The Night

Food on the table
not many years left
'til no longer able
look good in a dress
 
She answers her phone
harkened to ride
for jingles and jangles
gathered by hide
 
Eggs in plain sight
nothing to find
such is her plight
chosen by mind
Never a job
for her work she enjoys
quieting others
with self and some toys
 
Strangers at first
with wink and a nod
Tom, Dick, and Harrys
an occasional Todd
Not under pressure
just out for the night
paying the bills
for it is her right
 
No bosses or no tosses
no beatings, just rest
out shopping for wears
to appear at her best.
 
For there is just one
who can start motor humming
drives her insane
and gets her to cumming
And he is her Knight
all shiny and new
when morns early light
sneaks into view
 
Now as to poems of
Doms and their pupils
she partakes not
not even for rubles
For 50 shades lacks
what she sees as bliss
preferring soft touches
and lingering kiss
 
So, if you see her
applying her trade
give her a wink
and perhaps you'll get laid