Miscellaneous:

[JONATHAN]

She lived by the Sea .
Bygone beauty,
remnants of a deserted youth .
Sagging breast, Crooked teeth,
and the smell of salt on her skin .
She boasted and bragged
of lovers from her prime,
some known and of great fame
and many a forgotten name.
She promised rare pleasure
and bargained her worth
with the few who now cared to inquire
and if lucky she caught
in her tattered old net
sea fish, sea men,
exhausted from long lonesome voyage.
In her musty antechamber,
she lay like a dead log
while her fleeting lovers
carelessly swam her dark depths ,
with occasional efforts on her part,
a faked orgasmic groan or two
out of necessity to bring on inevitable.
With the setting sun, as she counted her days worth
her mind often wondered to a distant sea man ,
A sea man who promised to return and went away
The only man who didn't pay
and with a sad smile and the shake of her head
she cast aside nostalgia, muttering to herself
" No good son of a bitch , he owes me big time "

[jakeminick]

natural flow, "fulfilling" voyage, great ending. forgive my rudeness but, it seems like you might've wrote this while listening to some old bag in a bar. or maybe it's more meaningful. either way, i enjoyed it. peace.

[MsJacquiiC]

LOL Jon - and you told me I always "take it there" -- you got a bit in the gutter too with this one - well - the forced orgasm part for sure, but also the subject matter itself ==> a taste of the oldest profession anyone?

The Following Text Is Quoted:

Originally Posted by JONATHAN

In her musty antechamber,
she lay like a dead log
while her fleeting lovers
carelessly swam her dark depths ,
with occasional efforts on her part,
a faked orgasmic groan or two
out of necessity to bring on inevitable.

Imagery is key - one must know this seaman's whore in order to appreciate this piece in its entirety, and that passage quoted above brought her to life.

A very enjoyable read Jon = Thanks for the share

Jacquii.