The Last Night Of The Cheat

Whispers they say
of what grows in the dark
the feelings the conquer
they all leave their mark

so that night i decided
to cool the hot stud
put out his fires
and spill all his blood

out of the closet
behind the facade
waiting in shadows
till he lets down his guard

into his bedroom
held down on the bed
bitting his lip
till it starts to bleed red

he's confused why i hurt him
ohh the simple mind
basic, hot headed
practically blind

then i get rougher
binding his hands
up on the head board
tightening the band

he looks excited,
he's thinking ahead
when really quite soon
he'll shudder with dread

then out is comes..
the cold blade of steel
sharp, malicious
painfully real

the pleas, the sorrow,
from the small shrinking man
I'm a woman of power
I'll do what i can

one last look
and i thrust it in deep
red all over my hands
good memories to keep

with blood on my hands
and all round my feet
i think to myself..
that'll teach him to cheat!

© C Richer 2005