what i do

i go when the phone rings
no phone rings any more
it is just the expression

i go out
i have my work cut out for me
no it is not work
it is a favour
it is care

and then when i am out riding
i think these thoughts of what can be
uneasy as i make myself
i can be focused and sharp
for those things that will not happen
now that i am out

i go there
there where i will meet
my escort
not in the sexual manner
i am not that kind of man
no in the honourable manner
those you don't see so often these days

and she is there
the one i will escort home
she who calls upon me
because i asked her to
because i dare not think
of what might happen
and then after a short while
we leave

we ride through the forrest
throught the streets
in silence, near silence
it brings me back to the days
when these loud steel carriges
were not around
and the streets were of mud and gravel
when there were no street lights
it takes me back
to the days when live was simple

we arrive
and we wait
again in near silence
a little joke
few questions
we stare in to the night
nothing more
untill we both move
to our next destination
she will enter the house
i will return to my cave
my service is done
knowing she now is home save

and i know
it is strange
and i know
it is not a daily thing
but it does
give me use
in an otherwise
useless world

now i am home
and can sleep
easy
knowing
there is one
that has been brought home
save

i am not a whore
not a call guy
i am then her escort
her private samurai

and she
she is
one that can give me a moment of peace
for making use of me
making use of my service
she is
worth it

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