Our Bargain

I said, "Madame, you have attributes
Which are of no small worth to me."
She looked up from the book she read,
And asked, "Could you name some
Of these?" "For one, or two, those
Eyes of yours, the way they dance
At times like this. Your voice, so
Soft and sweet at night, your
Raucous laughter in the day.
Your body, which, if I may say so,
Would arouse a man who's blind."
"I see. So, you're a lucky man."
"I am, and I'm aware of that. If
You should pledge to serve me
Pasta three or more nights every
Week, I'll pledge, in turn, to praise
Another attribute of yours each
Time you do."



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-03-22 at 22:07

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