Pieces

When the sex worker stands on the highway 
Dressed in the name of what looks like a filter 
Beautifully colored by streetlights 
You'll hear her gesture speaking 
"Come buy my love 
Atleast for your sake it's cheap enough
The night is cold and I know you are too
Dine with me 
Let our skin rub minds together 
As we get drunk in the heat our bodies shall exhale " 
You'll both cover yourselves in the nights blanket
Just before you realize
That you didn't just lose yourself into her
You took a piece of her too
A piece too heavy