Cheap Sexual Me

She only came to me when she wanted wine Meeting at a bar could do that, tainting each meeting I always had a bottle of her favorite wine ready She was rich, married and miserable But beautiful. She had a key to my apartment Never knocked just walks in with pain Holding a cigarette to her mouth Calling my darling, followed by Hi She smelt of roses, and gun powder What a woman. Sip and sip and we talk and talked Pain caress her tongue linked to hate Hate towards him, the husband After she stained the wine glass With red lips, she would break them Throwing them across the room Loving the noise of glass breaking We made love when they broke Then she always leaves with little words But leaving 200 dollars on the table.