a whore to the muse

"let's get two bottles of good champagne,
drink one,
make love,
then drink the other."

she's a classy
drinker (meaning wino, not
alcoholic) with a craving for champagne
and the taste of skin.
she's a classy
lover (meaning silk scarves, not
handcuffs) with her secrets
stashed beneath A-lines and sweaters.

"do you ever wish you could be
like me?"
"where sex came naturally
and meant nothing?
Sometimes."
"why?"
"inspiration, mostly."