Frigid

A short dress.
One can caress
At the right price.
Some call it vice
But she has a “nice”
Smile.

There can be no denial
That she will do what she must.
To satisfy their lust,
For she can not afford
To be rigid
As a headboard.
But inside
She is frigid
For love long since died.

(Written in response to https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/frigid/

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Published on April 05, 2018 07:49
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