Voyeuristic Journey

It became unreal to me after realizing what it is to you.

Between two people I imagined you laid and loved,

but now when I see you looking at what should be

the framed shot I realize that I am not real

to you. It is all a show but I am not an actress. Actually

it’s between two people, it’s love, faithfulness, selflessness,

now one of many, a reenactment of a scene from the voyeuristic


Watch them,

not me,

they call,

I slumber,

you awake

to early,


to late,

when you get up I will be gone.

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