Holidays, used to ramp up pressure. 

No respect, just a playboy’s heist. 

Taking advantage of the zeitgeist, 

Confusing the emotions to build a seeming bond. 

He would push the pedal down, wanting his way, 

Too fast, pushing the gas, 

Because that’s what one does if one’s an ass. 

Have to cement the control, 

Use her loss, use the timing, 

No emotion, just a challenge climbing.

Appeals to family and fun, 

Obscuring the ulterior motives. 

Forced, submissive, done. 

And if it didn’t work his way, 

She’d be history within a month, week, or a day. 

Because there was no real attraction, 

Only a man child needing an on-call lay. 

And if she disappeared, it didn’t matter to him anyway, 

Moving on, there’s a stable waiting. 

Capture was the only game, 

And she knew it all the same. 

Ugly soul and ugly deeds. Ugly man, with ugly needs.