Infidelity: Part I- A Wife's Fury

to the mistress

You are a lovely woman

with face inviting envy.

You have curvaceous figure

and lips that taste like honey.

It's no surprise, my sweetheart,

he's under such a spell.

I just dropped by to say hello

and hope that all is well.

He must have had forgotten

to mention me to you.

But see, he's fond of secrets.

(I trust you know that, too!)

He never even told me

you're all he's thinking about.

And yes, I was so shocked, my dear,

when I did figure out.

He was never himself these days,

coming home at dawn.

Whenever I took off my clothes

he's not at all turned on.

And so, one night, I watched him sleep

and knew he's not the same.

He moaned aloud his words of love;

It's no longer my name.

We used to be the perfect pair

until you came along.

So don't you dare give me that look

as if you've done no wrong.

Let's stop this act because I know

you well-devised the games.

If you keep playing, soon you'll see

the danger of your flames.

Oh, gorgeous girl, heed my advice:

Run while you still can.

Nothing spells more trouble than

stealing another's man.

And one more thing, remember this

if you cherish your life:

The next time that you fall in love,

he shouldn't have a wife.

Author's Note

Google is having its issues right now. I can't find a good picture.

Thank you for reading!

Reviews

[Shaquana Adams]

You know I can relate to this poem! Very well written. Like Tia said, hell hath no fury. :)

[Blue]

Thank you, Shaquana.

[Tina Louise UK]

Oh hell hath no fury like a woman scorned...I know what I would do!
You did a great job here hun, enjoyed :) x

[Blue]

Thank you, Tia.