(A Sex Worker's Dirge)
In the harsh glare of the day’s light,
Like a leper you shun me,
Like a curse,
Openly you revile me,
Sneering and mocking.
Yet when sunlight fades,
Your secret desires are unleashed,
And you seek me like cool water
In a summer afternoon.
(c) P. Chidavaenzi, 2010.
this poem is still fresh in memory and how it inspired my to come out a similar title [HATED & LOVED~ THE CONFESSION OF A CRIMINAL].Tanx for leading me to another idea to write my version
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