The paid lover

On the duvet,
She sits,
Methodically painting,
Her nails scarlet,
A bloody red,
Tonight she waits,
For the stranger,
Who will share her bed,
And for a brief moment,
They will be so very intimate,
And then forget,
Conceal every lingering thought,
As he returns to his life,
Complete with wife,
Home,
Bed,
And she is left alone,
Staring at chipped nails,
Empty spaces,
And the money he left,
On the table beside her head.

~Rei Shiori