Sweetness.

Your lips taste of sweet lies
I can smell the delicious scent of your unfaithfulness.
Your mouth is stained with the marks of other women
I can taste the musk, sweat and fluids while we kiss.
I've fallen for the smell of her fragrance on your neck
Her body on your tongue.
I'm consumed by the sensitivity I run my hands to,
The lipstick marks on the forbidden lips we both share.
And how you whisper her name sometimes
Soft enough so I can still hear.