Same Sex, Different Night

11-10-2010 [The title is all how you take the poem....could be 2 chicks, 2 guys or just the SAME occurrence]

Same Sex, Different Night
As the clock ticks and you stare blankly,
Everyone in the room fades to the back
Centered in your site is what could only be,
Described as 'the one' who a smile on their lips does crack
Your tunnel vision now turning into motion,
The spinning thoughts within the mind
They move closer to you as that is your notion,
Amazing how butterflies dance in your stomach this time
Before you know it 'the one' is taking your hand faster,
Leading you towards the hallway without a word spoken
You follow as a puppet would take orders from its master,
Ending up at a door with a lock that is broken
After you are let inside the dimly lit room,
'The one' closes the door and you hear a click as it fasten
They lead you to a bed and your heart does still swoon,
You watch as they take off their clothes and dance with sin
Your eyes are trapped within this movement,
You reach out for 'the one' you see
Still no speaking as this is a slight lament,
A voice to the 'john' would soothe your working soul and perhaps set you free.

Copyright 11-10-2010 Stacy Perry

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Some jobs are hard to understand unless you have played the part. I have known and became good friends with ladies who use their body as their income. I guess in the end. Repetition of all things become the same. I like the last line. Be nice to hear some conversation in the darkness of a cheap hotel. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[JENY]

nice…
Enigmatic…
Thoughtful….
Loved it…
Title have a revolutionary touch...

[Black Cat Fever]

The story in this one is rather dark and tragic but a good story none the less.

[Poetic Beauty]

the last line sums up the whole poem with a harsh reality. the flow is done well and the topic is one that most can relate to in one way or another.