Photo by: N.L. Belardes
One Bakersfield Woman's Blog to Mankind
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Dream of Heels
Last night I had a dream…
I walked down Hollywood Blvd.
in hooker heels up to my thighs.
Strutting upon the stars of the famous
as if ego could be so easily trampled.
You. You want some of me?
I’ll sell you a piece of my heart
for $100 an hour.
And when you’re done…
I’ll pull my hooker heels back on
and strut over to the next Hollywood star.
Last night I had a dream…
I walked down Hollywood Blvd.
in hooker heels up to my thighs.
Strutting upon the stars of the famous
as if ego could be so easily trampled.
You. You want some of me?
I’ll sell you a piece of my heart
for $100 an hour.
And when you’re done…
I’ll pull my hooker heels back on
and strut over to the next Hollywood star.
that poem and pic are dirty!
NL, I wrote it for you. You told me to just dream of heels... when I commented on your hooker heels pic! :)
Hell YES! I love that poem! hehe
I LOVE HIGH HEELS!
I LOVE THE HEELS,,I WILL SAY IT,,THEY ARE HOT!:) but,,I cant wear them,,sniff,,my balance is so messed up,but hey if your wearing them in bed you wont fall:) what?!:)
those heels are too short for me... *wink*
Dude, I got $50.00?
pieces of this poem run through my mind whenever i put my six inchers on :-)
I've never known women dreaming of heels to be a bad thing.
Woof Woof, Did you say what I think you said? *wink*
Chingpea, I want to see you walk in those hooker heels, oh so hot!
JR, I'm not cheap.
Miss Meg, I'm honored.
S.R., so true...