Watcher...
By Priestess
Watcher... ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Piercing eyes... toward tender lies... of illusion and flesh. Through window pane... in stabbing rain... I’m waiting for 2 to mesh... Voyeur beast... within released... I remember those times when I was teased... with drawn blinds... watching an eye-filled feast. Shadows dancing... silhouettes enhancing... our perverted minds. A sudden surprise... would be demise... of my fantasy released. S.S>Snapp ~ 12/27/00 ~ ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; Author's Note: We all have fetishes and secrets that most would like to keep in the closet; and if you don't want to maybe society steers you in that direction... From reading many poems by different writers here and there... I have found that we are truly similar in more than one way... Our topics are often Simpatico. I have too many fetishes to name, but here is one that I know many of you have... I don't mean stalker-like, but I love to watch... There is beauty in everything, and everywhere. Imagine the things we can learn about ourselves from watching others. Thanks...I hope you enjoyed the ramblings of my mind... Written December 27th, 2000 © on Jan 04 2002 04:11 AM PST 0 • 10
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