Chronicles Of Promiscuity - Part 2

Woke up groggy,
Head, heavy like an iron ball
She left this morning, I believe
Last night, I was on a role
Trying to rewind
White flashes in my mind
Of a beautiful ride
Steaming inside
The smell of wine,
Clamor on the staircase
Buttons bouncing on the floor
A long pause, beeeeepppppp
Amnesia back in the apartment
Me, sipping some caffeinated content
Love strolls in, recklessness scurries out
Her tender hug,
I see the other’s shrug
Eyes widen
Hug tightens
Guilt conquers the spine
Confession shouldn’t be a crime
I make her sit on the chair
Run my fingers through her hair
Reveal the shadows of last night
But, she doesn’t fight and asks for a light
She asks me for the details,
While I bite my nails
I tell all
She makes her a call
Calls her over for a drink
My girl, both ways, she swings
“Advantage Promiscuity, if you confess and let it out”
The devil shouts.