He unburdens his soul to her.
You would swear that she cares.
The time on her expensive mobile
Says, “you pay for my style
And my new phone.
Then I go home
And you, left alone
Smell perfume that lingers
In your bedroom, and on fingers.
Then you make a bank transfer,
Just to show that you care”.
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K Morris - Poet 
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Thanks for sharing, Michael. Kevin
Sounds like a so called “Sugar-Daddy-Agreement”. Have a nice Sunday, Kevin! xx Michael
It could be such an agreement. Or perhaps a “date” between an escort and her client. Thanks for commenting, Michael.
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Many thanks for sharing my poem, Michael. Kevin