Love Vs Lust

Maybe Lust was his middle name.
He dealt his cards and started the game,
Eyes to hypnotize, charming as hell,
Soon he had her under his devilish spell

They danced all night,
Wrapped in the cloak of attraction,
Eyes only for each other,
No scope of distraction
They set the floor on fire, with their dance of desire,
The creases of seduction, hid secrets untold
A night of exploration, sneaked through every fold…

But come morning, tides turned
Only ashes were left, the fire no longer burned
Even his shadow had vanished, he was hard to find
Etched were his memories, in her troubled mind..

Was that all she was?
An oasis to his mirage…
An object of his desire, just to quench his fire?
A plaything, to pass time
Just roll the dice and do the crime!
Was it so simple, so sublime?

Longing for the solace of his arms
She wished she had resisted his irresistible charms…
His promises of tomorrow, seemed a play, a ruse
Like a player he moved on, she was his temporary muse !
She tried to fight bravely,
Against tides of confusion and despair,
Was he ever coming back? Did he ever care?

She desperately turned pages,
Of the drama of her life,
She was tired of the lies,
Looking for clear skies!
But the chapter was incomplete,
The last page was torn,
In the end was still a question mark,
There was no light, the tunnel was dark…

The sweet nothings he had whispered in his seductive voice,
Today they were just silences, amidst the deafening noise
Why did she feel so much, so deep?
Now her emotions were locked, her eyes forgot to weep

In silence, in solitude, quietly she sat
She had lost his game
No longer knew whom to blame
Maybe, Love was her middle name.