TRAVEL POEM

 

 

John lives and works in West Palm Beach as a junk bond trader, after relocating from

New York City. He is completing a collection of poems about Palm Beach and wrote a

novel, Guardians of the Secrets, yet to be published. But, you know, keep an eye out

for it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Breakers Escort

 

 

Come to me now I’m all alone

With no friends only you tonight

You the only thing I need

A beautiful young woman new

And I’ll let you go no regrets

Alone in my room at The Breakers

Perhaps some music pretty girl

Your like Roxy Music or Sade?

I’ll pour you champagne from the minibar

With some honey-roasted nuts or chips

Room service here is great

The Lobster Thermidor is good

Cocktail shrimp might be nice

Or we can go downstairs to a restaurant

Walk along the beach for conch shells

If that’s what you might want lovely

And just talk before the waves I’m lonely

You’re so beautiful please decide

I know your father as you know

 

And then I undressed you slowly

La Perla lingerie and lingering girlish Chanel No. 5

Red manicured fingernails and matching

Open toed red Louboutin pumps

Money beneath the bible on the nightstand

Insulted you refused to take

Condoms in the drawer you said didn’t need

And then I was inside you

Not the underprivileged girl

But equestrian dressage competitor from Wellington

Private school’s surgeon dad a friend

On spring break from New Haven you came

Liking illicit thrills as I do

Knowing me since a child calling me Daddy

A sophomore of Philosophy at Yale

Golden blonde hair tucked behind your ears

Your pretty young perky tits in my hands

On your knees doggystyle letting me

Falling deep into you moaning as you came

My girlfriend would leave me for this

God will burn me at the stake

For the unfamiliar all I seek

For a friend yet stranger’s warm embrace

 

 

Afterwards we watched the sunset and caressed

Waves sweeping ashore we laughed

And you kissed me hard on the lips

Ashamed for plundering you consensual

Goodbye my darling — see you tomorrow

We’ll watch polo and ride ponies to bunch

Yes I want to I love you she said

You don’t love me my sweet

You too young to love

Let me order you an Uber