Infidelity / Desire

could you taste the deception on my lips
as you kissed me, slowly, gently,
unlike him
mere minutes before?

could you feel him tracing my body the same
as your own hands did now,
wandering over my waist,
down my spine

could you feel his hand against my breast
as you embraced me, wanting to feel my body
against yours in the most
innocent of ways

did the lingering cigarette smoke tip you off
as it clung to me, the same as I clung to him,
gasping, screaming, craving
the pleasure that he gave

it's not that you're not good enough,
only simply that he is electricity and fireworks
a live wire to my brain, that makes me stumble and
return to him again