The Mistress
 
You reach out to caress her
The way you used to caress me
Your fingers gently stroke her curves
The way your fingers used to stroke mine
 
The glassy look in your eyes that I now see
Is that very same look
That I used to bring to your eyes
When they focused upon me
 
The smile that she brings to your lips
Is one that I know I used to put there
And the happiness that she makes you feel
Was the happiness that you and I once shared together
 
I see that far away look upon your face
As you crave her once more
Remembering when you wanted me that way
When I too used to be in your blood as she is
 
I see you lick your lips in anticipation
Knowing that you crave the taste of her
As you once used to crave my kisses
And the taste of me upon your lips
 
The sweetness of her perfume
Has now replaced the scent of mine
As it permeates your senses
And arouses your lust
 
You close your eyes in anticipation
And I see you fighting to control your feelings
As you raise her slowly to your lips
Savouring all those feelings she brings to you
 
There is no warmth in your hands
As you hold her so close to your heart
And yet you tremble with anticipation
Of all that you think she will bring to you
 
Gently you take that first sip
And I see the effect she has upon you
Watching the lines in your face soften
As she slowly invades all of your senses
 
For my rival is not a woman I can fight
She is a glass, a bottle, a flask
And her blood is wine, vodka or brandy
She is your lover, your mistress, and you are an alcoholic
 
And I wonder if I have lost you to her forever