Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Courtesan 3

Courtesan 3

They say kings are supposed to have wives
Not considering their lives
Cause they made for me
Bred for loyalty
To the common man money is an object
Its not if you got it
I believe in being happy
That she makes me
In town its my wife they see
Out of town eyes are glued
Other kinds are clued
In on what other kings known
They breed these women if you got the dough
Cute face, slamming body to match
Sometimes they come in a batch
Their minds are sharp, sex game is right
Get two and you got a fun night
You got to take care provide what they need
Wife is the only one who get your seed
Courtesan knows her place
Not trying to move out of her zone
She only sends coded texts on the phone
Where, when, and she miss
The first time we met we shared a simple kiss
Words in hushed tones
Our energy rocked both our bones
In that kiss we shared visions of the future
Tryst exhibition style
We were each others tutor
The shared data we compile
Man she got it going on
Courtesan

Courtesan II

Courtesan II

We are united by words & body
Talk with our eyes speak with our breaths
I’m sure you got me
Our game of seduction in dance steps
Jewelry for your neck, payment for your art
Together we are pictures of one part
Plan our liaisons around your life
I want you in my company a lil less than my wife
Speak seductively, softly, eloquently
Leave your impression on the room, visually
Bend me to your will with your mystique
Keep me on edge with your notes
Never know how far it sink
Ending with an endearing quote
Lets tangle ourselves in our minds
Melt the moon
Fix our disheveled signs
Return soon
Secret quickies in rich libraries
In the deep woods and castles, scary
Lets explore the wealth of experience
Push limits
Moans vibrate, town’s people heart it
Separate like nothing happened
Only to correspond and laugh at the danger
We meet in a park, close to dark, so I can sex a stranger
You full fill my fantasies
I take care of your needs
We excite each others mystery
I feed your greed
There’s nothing wrong
Senorita Courtesan

Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Courtesan

Courtesan

Be My courtesan, please
I can afford to keep you, for ten life times
Together we are 2000 degrees
Perfect beats and perfect rhymes
I know the class they put you in
FUCK THEM
You're the intellectual
We’re spiritual
Cardinal
See the sex trade was just part of your game
You were bred for this, bred for me, I know your name
Enjoying you screaming mine
Claws in my back, telling me its mine
Our courtship is secret but well defined
No one knew i was your client
Out exact roles kept silent
We walked like, talked like, seemed like lovers.
In every since of the word
You met me in the garden
Where only the trees herd
It’s where the courtship was starting
You’re beautiful when you need to be
A slut just for me
You're charming, silent, when you need to be
Like at the prime ministers house in Italy
Glad you got the languages and you're worldly
You're the charm on my arm
My wife none the wiser, Maybe.
We just need to make sure not to make a baby
We can continue like this for months, weeks, and years
I know I can trust you, with the key to my fears
If you would be my courtesan.