Mistress Scorned Poem by Chris Boyles

She became his play thing when his wife was away
a stolen few hours either at night or during the day.
She never knew when he would get the time to call
this man was so selfish and greedy he wanted it all.
A wife who would cook and wash and also clean
and a mistress he could hide away never to be seen.
She met him but never had any idea he had a wife
was led to believe he had a very busy working life.
So time was of the essence and had to be enjoyed
alas she never realised with her feelings he toyed.
She wanted him for a lover but not just part time
when she asked for more it felt like it was a crime.
He treated her like a princess gave her gifts many
they meant nothing to her never wanting a penny.
In her mind she knew that something wasn't right
but these fears vanished when he was in her sight.
For although she tried not to fall in love with him
she was smitten and there to meet his every whim.
He told her he loved her and needed her so bad
the truth was she meant nothing that was so sad.
She gave all he asked and he took all he could
she wanted to end it and knew that she should.
When a name slipped out while they made love
away from her now quickly she gave him shove.
He made his excuses as she lay and then wept
as silently through her door he had now crept.
He played with words but never told her a lie
controlling her thoughts in case she would spy.
She felt dirty and disgusted a shower she took
in the mirror now steamed she could not look.
How could he have treated her like a princess
then walked silently away leaving her in a mess.
Her understanding of men was now confusing
for their treatment of women was not amusing.
Never a word did she hear by letter or phone
resigned herself to no more pain staying alone.
She had not felt like a mistress but now knew
she maybe was not just one but one of a few.
She picked up his gifts putting them in the bin
in her mind he had paid her and that was a sin.
Never again would she believe a word spoken
by any man in her life or accept even a token.