by Philip Wardlow June 2020
Throwaway –
You are tortuously pretty,
but that’s never been enough.
I shall entertain you for the night
and you shall pay, oh you
shall pay and you shall love
the purchase.
I will stroke your ego
as you hold it tight
and stroke mine.
But please don’t get attached to “it”
nor I
For I don’t have time for such frivolities
I will listen, I will see you, I will care
for that is who I am,
at heart
But you in the end,
you are
a snack, a mere morsel.
That could never satiate.
I will smile, I will laugh as appropriate,
and convey every nuance to let you
know where my interests lay, but really,
its all just a lie.
You are wanting
wanting of something I could never give
My heart, dear
My heart
Though it beats.
It beats free.
Free of a pain
I never want to venture
to ever endure
or see again.
I have thrown that possibility
far far away from me.
by Philip Wardlow 2018
***Character treatment for erotic novel I am writing this year
“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you, and you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a Fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, than we shall need each other. To me you shall be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world.
by Antione De-Saint Exupery – from The Little Prince
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