My Virtuous Whore

You are my virtuous whore,My only costly courtesanBut I remain a slave of yours,So weakly at your side.I acclaim you with honor and pride that be hove to theeTell me tales of dejected pinfoldYou, storytellerShow me sham pietyBut why do I accredit?Just to embrace your body?I curse you dripping blood on the cross foreverI acclaim you with honor and pride foreverNow he is dead on the cross dripping blood and this is forever...Others have grails...You have seas...