The Other Woman

A tight black dress with thigh highs
Sexy high heels, who would be able to resist
Quiet phone calls, secret meetings, all lies
How much longer would you be able to persist?

Don’t make any marks or show signs
The rush of excitement is quick to end
Such a short time and this becomes a bind
At the downfall no one will be there to defend

Guilt and remorse fills your eyes
She can walk away but you remain
Confess or hid your sin within a person despised
What is not mine do not put pain.

Was she as good as you imagined?
Did you tell her about me?
I bet I was forgotten as in the dark you beckoned.
Now what we stood for, seems a comic story.

When that handsome man smiles
How can I refuse his simple offer?
This wouldn’t be my action that defiles
An already ruined couple. what’s the bother.