Collection of Poetry - 10. Femme Fatale

Femme Fatale

You were a femme fatale
With a black leather jacket
And long shiny nails
You drew boys to you like flies to honey

You were a man-eater
Your boy-toys lived to please you
You used them and cast them to the side
And you broke their hearts

One-night stands with the prettiest boy in town
Was all you ever wanted
You slept alone and liked it that way
Love is for suckers

You walked into that bar, and looked around
Your eyes met mine, and you picked your target
I was all dolled up for a night on the town
Little did I know I was to be your next victim

Your pretty eyes and soft lips ensnared me
I was enraptured and helpless
I followed
Willing to do anything

You dug your nails into my back
I screamed in ecstasy
Rough, wild and primal
The sex was fabulous

You only wanted sex
Just one night with a nameless boy
But I wanted more
I wasn’t ready to let you go

For the first time
You were the prey
And I was the predator
You tried to get away

Me – or the memory of me – pulled you back
You couldn’t resist my soft skin and warm smile
I wasn’t the same as those other boys
And you decided to give love another try

But it wasn’t love
It was infatuation
Mutual obsession
Crippling lust

We did it in the roof
In the alley
In the back of a cab
In a public washroom

Our lust was insatiable
We searched for new heights of pleasure
But things started to cool
Reality failed to live up to your fantasy

Relationships built on lust never work
In that very same bar
As you scouted the field
We were no more

You were hardened
You had done it time and again
You expected nothing from love
And our fling was fun

I was softhearted and naïve
I was crushed
I was taken in by your allure
And like so many others, I was tossed aside

You were a man-eater
And an accomplished liar
I fell for empty promises and good sex
You chewed me up and spat me out

You knew it wasn’t love; or infatuation; or obsession
I was exactly the same as those other boys
Me – or my innocence – had called you back
And I gave you the powerful thrill you sought

I was a good fuck – nothing more
I was never the predator – I just didn’t know it
I was a fool for your silken words – and you knew it
I was taken with your edge – and I was just what you wanted

And you were a femme fatale