He used me, She played me

The attraction was mutual

Feelings seemed intact

Chemistry was intense

for an attraction built

on whim and driven by lust

Endless flirts,

fantasies to last…

He played no cupid,

he was not inclined to woo her

She made no promises,

she had no intention of staying..

Mutiny in his mind,

an attraction he pursued

Curiosity in her mind

a fantasy she sought

culminating to ecstasy

as he dominated her cries

at dawn as she willingly

bonded and let herself go…

Lost through thrusts of

Steamy love sessions

The attraction was gone as

time veered and snatched

the lovely charms

ushering in reality.

Leaving his chest open

with a heart still beating,

seething for her…

Confusion lost through his

embrace, almost sublime…

leaving her still desiring him.

Searing like the steaming hot

love scene they embraced..

Hot bodies gliding, releasing

inward frustrations…

A fool for her love,

A toy for his baby boy

She played me, he used me..

He abused me, she abused me..

The blame game now a

lover’s whining classic…

Delusions of love are passed

over for lust and sex..

Regrets are made in throngs

of passion…

Tendencies are ironies in wait…

Caresses of regret,

She played me, He used me…

Who’s fooling who?



Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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