Payback
By: Joi Maree Flowers
Still on her it lingered
The scent of sweat and regret
Of temptation's victory
A mix of musk, lavender, and guilt
The dark line crossed
Forbidden terrority entered
Last night
After hours
Into the unknown garden of lustful desire
They crept
Captivated by eyes
Introduced by smiles
Entertained by dance
Embraced by empty shot glasses
Finding their way to a hotel nearby
Room 189
Outside it hung a
"Do not disturb" sign
Loud moans
Grabbed waists
Penetrated anger
Released grudges
They swam in the waters of vengeful pleasures
After the moment which lasted a few hours passed
And he left her where they both laid
Without a word said
She was left alone to cope
With the mistake that was made
But indulged in intentionally
She
Scorned by the hurt her lover placed within her
But calling the name of a woman other than her
He
Awakened from the blindness of the deceit of his wife
Who entertained the face of lust many a nights
Both
Deciding that on this night
Payback would be their choice of strike
Suspects of revenge
Victims of pain
Given of themselves freely to the ways of convenience
In hopes of making their others of love hurt like they
Because love fucked them both over
Like a trick who got served but didn't pay
The hurt they received and hoped to returned
Left them without a win to brag about
Only into the same category of deceiver did they fall also into
As their significant others
Payback
Paid them back
With wages of burdens
Too heavy to carry
No better than their loves
No better persons themselves
Equally responsible for their wrongs
Equally the suspects they vowed to themselves pay back
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