Promising temptations and carnal tease,

Wanton whispers across the street of sin.

Morals swept away with a painted grin,

Her embrace mastered with a practiced ease.

Cheated by lust and sensual hunger,

Curious, fresh lad was I and well-groomed.

Virtue bought by the heavily perfumed,

Logic and pride sold to a whoremonger.

So I shall invest, my moonlight lover,

and savor the cadenza of her cries.

Mistress of her trade under the cover,

An improper venture and most unwise.

Although this love is only a charade,

You are worth all the money I have paid.