Infidelity

He saw her smile, as she came close,
slightly tense, slightly forced,
She came to him, tight she held,
As he felt her heart melt.






She looked at him, a tear in eye,
in silence the moments just crawled bye,
the smile was gone, the lie had end,
but still close to her, him she held.

She slowly started telling in a low tone,
about the countless conversations on the phone,
the smiles she had at her end of the line,
while 'he' convinced her that things were fine.

Those late night talks continued into the day,
and slowly had she lost her way,
lying to her love and in his stead,
wandering off to a stranger's bed.

She had opened her heart and her soul,
and let 'his' body devour them whole,
though that fact that of cheating was on her mind,
a way out of lust her body could not find.

She had held 'him' bare, shamelessly and deep,
as she confessed this, she heard herself weep,
but the man in her arms now was as cold as stone,
ever since she started telling him about her nights on the phone.

She told him about how after their fights,
she had sneaked out to the other's place at nights,
indulging her self there and then,
cheating passionately, again and again.

It went on for months and a few weeks,
till one day she had found him cheat,
she had come unannounced and in her stead,
found some other pretty thing in his bed.






He looked down at her, as he felt his love die,
a smile on his lips as he saw her cry,
he pulled away from her, his heart heavy as stone,
opened the door and told her to go home.