PEEPING TOM
I found myself there,
The last place I ever thought I’d be.
You stood smiling your face facing from me
She stood smiling looking at her feet
And I found myself watching you.
You reached for her like you once did me
Pulled her into those arms that once held me
With your hand at the back of her head
You kissed her like she was your lifeline
Your bodies spoke what your words couldn’t
And still I watched.
Like the waltz we did so well
You led her to the nearest wall.
Your hands never shy went on an adventure
Her hair looked fuller, her waist smaller
Maybe because they were filling your hands
Her breathe was caught and yours came faster
And while you danced I watched.
Her back to the wall, all shyness left her
She changed with every kiss.
Bolder, stronger and hotter
She reaches for your belt.
She pulls you closer to her,
Like you aren’t already attached.
She takes her time to release you,
And smiles into your mouth when she finally holds you
Breath stroke, breath stroke became her rhythm
You’re kissing and still I watch
Your hands explore down south,
They move like they are thinking
Her B cups fit perfectly into them,
A little pressure and they are awake.
Her flat stomach moves with her air
Pushing her waistband into your hands.
Cleverly you’re under her skirt and she’s bare
You know what to look for and you find it
She gasps for air and you nibble at her neck.
Slowly you move a finger into her, then you move
Why I’m I still watching?
Gasp stroke gasp stroke is her song
In out in out becomes yours.
With the sun in her face, on your back
You give each other parts of yourselves.
As I watch I remember
Those same fingers played me like a guitar
That mouth woke me up every time it moved
Your best part throbbed inside me hot
And changed everything
But now all I could do is watch
As you give her all that used to be mine.
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