street girl

 
the night was irregular
I mean it just fit tight
a new skin yet to be broke in
 
the same old johns cruise the Blvd.
the old whore smiled within herself
she retired
yes she finally gave up the game
 
left some broken hearts along the way
they would get over it
some young new thing would take her place
after all, you got to pay to play
whether it's with your heart or cold hard cash
 
she paid her dues out there
lost her heart to some smooth talker
with a rough looking face
 
used to listen to her stories
said they sounded like poetry to him
on a cold rainy night, she could hear it too
the romance of it
 
in love by the hour
Cinderella come morn's first blush
poof and just like that
a lonely street girl again
alone with the wind
taking her where it might lead
 
yes the night was irregular
the lady smiled within hugging herself tight
toasted the night that brought her here
with thoughts, it was starting to fit just right