Poetry competition CLOSED 18th March 2012 9:41am
WINNER
Cannaballester
Cannaballester
RUNNERS-UP:
Whitewand6
and kriticool
Voyeurism
Poetry Contest Description
Write a poem about watching or being watch by someone. How does it make you feel? Does anything happen, or do you just like to observe or be observed?
All genres are welcome. Including horror, abstract (like maybe you're paranoid a tree is watching you), romance and erotica... basically whatever you can come up with. :)
Anonymous
I CAN SEE YOU WATCHING ME
I can see you watching me
Our apartment houses are so close
You have been watching
Thinking I did not see
The man with the binoculars
The man with long range camera
Directed at my bedroom
Where I NEVER close the blinds
It is Saturday night
We are both home alone
It is December and it is dark at five
You are already gazing through your telescope
To see if I am alive
First I wave to you
As I remove my shoes
Then I wave again
As my blouse comes off
The pantyhose is next
Nothing underneath
Except a horny pussy
Longing for relief
Next my skirt falls off
You can see my hairy triangle
I unlock my bra
Let my large breasts out
Hold them up to show you
What a woman is made of
Then I drag a chair
Close to the floor to ceiling window
So you can see me stretching myself
So you can have a better look at me
I put in a vibrator dildo
It works so well
I look at you and I can tell
The yearning in your face
The lust in your eyes
My legs are spread so wide
I am sure you can see I do not mind
Later I am in bed
I hear a knock on the door
I look at the peephole
Surprised to see you there
Open up the door
You look like a frightened rabbit
Stuttering and looking like you want to escape
But it is too late for that
You frightened photographer
My brother, the PI, looked you up
You are clean, you have no record
Of doing anything except being
A peeping tom
You look like a virgin
I can take care of that
So I take you in
And make you really sin......
I can see you watching me
Our apartment houses are so close
You have been watching
Thinking I did not see
The man with the binoculars
The man with long range camera
Directed at my bedroom
Where I NEVER close the blinds
It is Saturday night
We are both home alone
It is December and it is dark at five
You are already gazing through your telescope
To see if I am alive
First I wave to you
As I remove my shoes
Then I wave again
As my blouse comes off
The pantyhose is next
Nothing underneath
Except a horny pussy
Longing for relief
Next my skirt falls off
You can see my hairy triangle
I unlock my bra
Let my large breasts out
Hold them up to show you
What a woman is made of
Then I drag a chair
Close to the floor to ceiling window
So you can see me stretching myself
So you can have a better look at me
I put in a vibrator dildo
It works so well
I look at you and I can tell
The yearning in your face
The lust in your eyes
My legs are spread so wide
I am sure you can see I do not mind
Later I am in bed
I hear a knock on the door
I look at the peephole
Surprised to see you there
Open up the door
You look like a frightened rabbit
Stuttering and looking like you want to escape
But it is too late for that
You frightened photographer
My brother, the PI, looked you up
You are clean, you have no record
Of doing anything except being
A peeping tom
You look like a virgin
I can take care of that
So I take you in
And make you really sin......
Anonymous
Doggers Paradise.
Our skin is silhouetted in streetlight.
Six pairs of eyes surround us.
Maybe I should be ashamed?
a woman of my relative age.
Maybe I should be respectable?
But I won't be.
For as I feel those erections simultaneously expand,
my nipples harden.
And even as you judge my naked assets
inside the dim light of this car,
this one guy in question
still wants a piece of ass for the now expectant crowd.
And the eyes dart from side to side
as crotch cloths tighten.
The sextuplet breathing serenades our show
with aroused tones,
and I respond with that extra inch of pressure
just for the man at the back
And I claw at the leather seats
watching those eyes in the dashboard reflection
and watch you frisk yourselves
more than once
to this unique point of view.
The eyes are burning,
my passions are yearning
my lusts are turning,
the watchers are learning,
Then when I shake I feel with all of you
and I've never been so
alive
alive
ALIVE.
Our skin is silhouetted in streetlight.
Six pairs of eyes surround us.
Maybe I should be ashamed?
a woman of my relative age.
Maybe I should be respectable?
But I won't be.
For as I feel those erections simultaneously expand,
my nipples harden.
And even as you judge my naked assets
inside the dim light of this car,
this one guy in question
still wants a piece of ass for the now expectant crowd.
And the eyes dart from side to side
as crotch cloths tighten.
The sextuplet breathing serenades our show
with aroused tones,
and I respond with that extra inch of pressure
just for the man at the back
And I claw at the leather seats
watching those eyes in the dashboard reflection
and watch you frisk yourselves
more than once
to this unique point of view.
The eyes are burning,
my passions are yearning
my lusts are turning,
the watchers are learning,
Then when I shake I feel with all of you
and I've never been so
alive
alive
ALIVE.
w h o r e
You have been doing it for years
Your thirteen different usernames
five different memberships
easy money and hard life
where you simply purchase
almost everything
Playboy-snuff-sex
even love
so what
You have been doing it for years
You love to squirt your juice
for a stranger as long as she
twitches-moans-bites-licks
and the webcam is the new eye
thru which you tend to see
them smiling-moving-lifting
the eye for the eye-
the looking glass-
the telescope
so what
You have been doing it for years
You have rubbed your prostrate
tasted your smegma
cleaned the tip with glycerine
when demanded and you have had them
pinch their light pink nipples
follow the way to the treasure
insert rubber-steel-whatnot inside
rub their clitoris-squirm-shudder
while sending you kisses(:X)
post a transfer thru paypal
And one time you were called
pervert-sick fuck-creep
so what
You have been doing it for years
When you get bored of watching
Japanese snuff where underage girls
get raped-for hours-by hordes of men
their nasal screams and real tears giving
you the high which pure heroin has failed to
so what
You have been doing it for years
Until you begin to have feelings
for someone-too real-surreal
even for-someone-like-you
She cries for hours in front of
the webcam-shows the marks
cuts-bruises-fresh-old wounds
She opens herself fully and
shows her core to you-that lies
deep inside-deeper than everything
every single hole and curve of her
and then you invite her over
the same day you break down
after she tells you that
she's an o r p h a n
and then you see her one day
with her family-peppy-pious
Pretty mother-tall brother-large father
And you think of the mascara
that had run down her cheeks
and how she had placed your
hand on her right breast
that was throbbing with
her tiny heart beats-rapid
and in between her legs
and how she had pushed your head
and how you had pushed your member
grinding-grunting-glorious
And now all of that looks bad
From where you stand-still
two kiosks form the perspective
and they read collectively-your PoV
'charity-case'
so what
You would be doing it for years.
You have been doing it for years
Your thirteen different usernames
five different memberships
easy money and hard life
where you simply purchase
almost everything
Playboy-snuff-sex
even love
so what
You have been doing it for years
You love to squirt your juice
for a stranger as long as she
twitches-moans-bites-licks
and the webcam is the new eye
thru which you tend to see
them smiling-moving-lifting
the eye for the eye-
the looking glass-
the telescope
so what
You have been doing it for years
You have rubbed your prostrate
tasted your smegma
cleaned the tip with glycerine
when demanded and you have had them
pinch their light pink nipples
follow the way to the treasure
insert rubber-steel-whatnot inside
rub their clitoris-squirm-shudder
while sending you kisses(:X)
post a transfer thru paypal
And one time you were called
pervert-sick fuck-creep
so what
You have been doing it for years
When you get bored of watching
Japanese snuff where underage girls
get raped-for hours-by hordes of men
their nasal screams and real tears giving
you the high which pure heroin has failed to
so what
You have been doing it for years
Until you begin to have feelings
for someone-too real-surreal
even for-someone-like-you
She cries for hours in front of
the webcam-shows the marks
cuts-bruises-fresh-old wounds
She opens herself fully and
shows her core to you-that lies
deep inside-deeper than everything
every single hole and curve of her
and then you invite her over
the same day you break down
after she tells you that
she's an o r p h a n
and then you see her one day
with her family-peppy-pious
Pretty mother-tall brother-large father
And you think of the mascara
that had run down her cheeks
and how she had placed your
hand on her right breast
that was throbbing with
her tiny heart beats-rapid
and in between her legs
and how she had pushed your head
and how you had pushed your member
grinding-grunting-glorious
And now all of that looks bad
From where you stand-still
two kiosks form the perspective
and they read collectively-your PoV
'charity-case'
so what
You would be doing it for years.
O u c h.
You have been s l e e pless
for days
Today is Sunday
She is
-thirty
-a divorcee
-poor
and
r e a d y
for the next step
in your l o v e
where things disappeared
clothes-distance-shame
and were replaced by
libido-leather-lust
c-l-i-c-k
and you
s
l
i
d
e
(into) your
rabbit-hole
The olive green
of your (inbox)
excites you
and in
y o u r
momentous desperation
you c-l-i-c-k
gulp the private message
with blood travelling
at the speed of thought
and again
on the 'view me' option
r e a d y
to take
your role
of a voyeur
an opportunist-
a loner-oppresor
a lover
from the richer nation
with more
GDP
scope
growth
power
and
y
o
u
w a i t
your credit card
handy-in your reach
just
in case
next to the tube of lube
KY Jelly it r e a d s
Y
o
u
w a i t
some-more
may be you want
a smile-some skin
then some more
heat-tit-clit
rub around the nub
may be more
wishful thinking
and-then
a giant hard-on
bursting out
of a denim
barely
there
w
e
l
c
o
m
e
s
y o u
w
i
t
h
a middle finger
You close the window
and breathe and try to
have the facts ready
for the next tryst
You regain your
composure
go back-search-smile
moving in a little
c l o s e r.
[/font]
You have been s l e e pless
for days
Today is Sunday
She is
-thirty
-a divorcee
-poor
and
r e a d y
for the next step
in your l o v e
where things disappeared
clothes-distance-shame
and were replaced by
libido-leather-lust
c-l-i-c-k
and you
s
l
i
d
e
(into) your
rabbit-hole
The olive green
of your (inbox)
excites you
and in
y o u r
momentous desperation
you c-l-i-c-k
gulp the private message
with blood travelling
at the speed of thought
and again
on the 'view me' option
r e a d y
to take
your role
of a voyeur
an opportunist-
a loner-oppresor
a lover
from the richer nation
with more
GDP
scope
growth
power
and
y
o
u
w a i t
your credit card
handy-in your reach
just
in case
next to the tube of lube
KY Jelly it r e a d s
Y
o
u
w a i t
some-more
may be you want
a smile-some skin
then some more
heat-tit-clit
rub around the nub
may be more
wishful thinking
and-then
a giant hard-on
bursting out
of a denim
barely
there
w
e
l
c
o
m
e
s
y o u
w
i
t
h
a middle finger
You close the window
and breathe and try to
have the facts ready
for the next tryst
You regain your
composure
go back-search-smile
moving in a little
c l o s e r.
[/font]
Anonymous
Behind The Trees
I know
he is
out there
Hiding
behind the
trees
I have
seen him
Crouched
down in
the bushes
on his knees
But
little does
he know
I
Like
It
So
I tend to
give him
a good
show
And
Tonight
I am
going to
have some
fun
I slowly
remove
my clothing
as if
seducing
myself
Brushing
my hair
and
shaking
it slowly
side to side
My bare
breasts
along for
the ride
Preparing
for my
shower
I disappear
from sight
He knows
what I am
doing
and
I know
it's
not right
When I
finish
I walk
into my
room
Glistening
from
the drops
of water
that
slowly
drip
down my
nude
body
My hair
is
soaking wet
and
my nipples
hard
from the
crisp air
I position
myself
just right
and
bend over
while moving
in
all the
right
directions
Slowly
rubbing
the lotion
in
all over
every curve
of my skin
and arching
my neck
and back
I close
my eyes
and
part
my lips
just a little
Enjoying
my lotion
application
just a bit
more than
normal
Knowing
his eyes
are
out there
but
not knowing
exactly where
Once
I have
finished
I
go
to my
drawer
and pull out
a couple
special items
I
set them
on my
nightstand
Right
next to
my bed
In
Plain
View
A
"toy"
and
some
baby oil
Then I
slowly
walk over
and close
my blinds
Lights Out
Shows Over
I know
he is
out there
Hiding
behind the
trees
I have
seen him
Crouched
down in
the bushes
on his knees
But
little does
he know
I
Like
It
So
I tend to
give him
a good
show
And
Tonight
I am
going to
have some
fun
I slowly
remove
my clothing
as if
seducing
myself
Brushing
my hair
and
shaking
it slowly
side to side
My bare
breasts
along for
the ride
Preparing
for my
shower
I disappear
from sight
He knows
what I am
doing
and
I know
it's
not right
When I
finish
I walk
into my
room
Glistening
from
the drops
of water
that
slowly
drip
down my
nude
body
My hair
is
soaking wet
and
my nipples
hard
from the
crisp air
I position
myself
just right
and
bend over
while moving
in
all the
right
directions
Slowly
rubbing
the lotion
in
all over
every curve
of my skin
and arching
my neck
and back
I close
my eyes
and
part
my lips
just a little
Enjoying
my lotion
application
just a bit
more than
normal
Knowing
his eyes
are
out there
but
not knowing
exactly where
Once
I have
finished
I
go
to my
drawer
and pull out
a couple
special items
I
set them
on my
nightstand
Right
next to
my bed
In
Plain
View
A
"toy"
and
some
baby oil
Then I
slowly
walk over
and close
my blinds
Lights Out
Shows Over
Anonymous
SITTING ON THE BALCONY
sitting on the balcony four floors up
my legs on the railing spread very wide
reading my book and taking a look-see
if i have company - so far nobody
my legs are so wide you can see my cunt
do not ask me why i do this
there is no excuse - i am an exhibitionist
been this way since youth
i know it causes trouble - been raped ten times
but i cannot stop the compulsion to show my insides
there used to be a flasher who lived here to
my mother warned me he was sick and to stay away
but with me - it goes the other way
the door bell is ringing - go to answer it
the mailman is bringing the mail to my door
i always get special delivery from this man
never missed a bill, never missed a love letter
i have quite a following who send me gifts
excuse me now - for he is undressing
this postman is a handsome fellow
well hung, harmless but a good fuck
leaves me dripping well and sweaty
which i will not wash off
for there are those who like me this way
sitting on the balcony four floors up
my legs on the railing spread very wide
reading my book and taking a look-see
if i have company - so far nobody
my legs are so wide you can see my cunt
do not ask me why i do this
there is no excuse - i am an exhibitionist
been this way since youth
i know it causes trouble - been raped ten times
but i cannot stop the compulsion to show my insides
there used to be a flasher who lived here to
my mother warned me he was sick and to stay away
but with me - it goes the other way
the door bell is ringing - go to answer it
the mailman is bringing the mail to my door
i always get special delivery from this man
never missed a bill, never missed a love letter
i have quite a following who send me gifts
excuse me now - for he is undressing
this postman is a handsome fellow
well hung, harmless but a good fuck
leaves me dripping well and sweaty
which i will not wash off
for there are those who like me this way
Voyeur...
I Wonder If You Would,,,
Let Me Be Your Stalker,,,
I Would Be Very Carefull,,,
And Not Let Anyone See,,,
And I Would Be,,,The Best Stalker,,,
That I Could Possibly Be,,,
I Would Be The Best Stalker ,,,
That A Woman Ever Had,,,
I Would Hold The Door For You,,,
Or Help You With Your Bags,,,
And In All The World,,,
You Will Never Find,,,
A Better Stalker,,This Kind,,,
Can I Be Your Peeping Tom,,,
I will Hide In The Bushes,,,
Outside Your Bedroom Window,,,
And Wait Untill You Get Home,,,
And Then You Can Put On A Show,,,
And I Will Never Let You Know,,,
I Was Watching At Your Bedroom Window,,,
I Would Be The Best Peeping Tom,,,
That You Never Saw,,,
And I Would Always Be Watching You,,,
Unless Someone Calls The Law,,,
And For Me,,,Every Night,,,
You Put On A Show,,,
And Your Such A Sight To See,,,
From My Front Row Window Seat,,,
That's Not Supposed To Be,,,
I Wonder If You Would,,,
Let Me Be Your Stalker,,,
I Would Be Very Carefull,,,
And Not Let Anyone See,,,
And I Would Be,,,The Best Stalker,,,
That I Could Possibly Be,,,
I Would Be The Best Stalker ,,,
That A Woman Ever Had,,,
I Would Hold The Door For You,,,
Or Help You With Your Bags,,,
And In All The World,,,
You Will Never Find,,,
A Better Stalker,,This Kind,,,
Can I Be Your Peeping Tom,,,
I will Hide In The Bushes,,,
Outside Your Bedroom Window,,,
And Wait Untill You Get Home,,,
And Then You Can Put On A Show,,,
And I Will Never Let You Know,,,
I Was Watching At Your Bedroom Window,,,
I Would Be The Best Peeping Tom,,,
That You Never Saw,,,
And I Would Always Be Watching You,,,
Unless Someone Calls The Law,,,
And For Me,,,Every Night,,,
You Put On A Show,,,
And Your Such A Sight To See,,,
From My Front Row Window Seat,,,
That's Not Supposed To Be,,,
o.O 'LiSa aSkeD To bE My SlaVe'....
8th grade... (real talk)
she approached me in wood shop class
i was sitting on a large wood block table
next to Tommy pickin through his head full of curls
talkin like hes God's gift to the world
she stopped in front of me
bout one foot short of standing between my legs
i was curious because Lisa.. (that's her name)
is the quiet type.. lil dainty.. lil spacey..
hell i figured that's just how some white girls act..
she spoke quietly.. i leaned forward..
she asked would it be okay to ask me a question..
i laughed a lil.. told her it was too late for that..
"u just asked one question hun.. the second must be somethin betta.. so plz take ur best shot"
she looked at Tommy
who finally stopped talkin
then back at me
now this is where things got strange
she looked me dead in the eye
and said that i was the guy
she desires to choose as her Master..
(this is real fuckin talk)
o.O huh?...
scratched my head..
turned toward Tommy..
who now had nothing to say but simply shrugged his shoulders..
at this time i had the hottest girl in the school
whom i had recently taken from a guy who was in high school
but fuck da..
i aint passing the chance to enslave a pretty pink toe..
so i grew bold to see if i could call her bluff
made sure my girl got on her bus
then walked Lisa to her house
ill be damn if we weren't there twenty.. thirty minutes
she explained her being in this cult called the Love family
this guy they all worshiped named the Supernatural
then she showed me a few thangs slow gentle and so ri
yesssss... Lisa had a talented tongue...
its was cool.. but for her to be my slave
i needed somthin more than this..
in my head..
i could have two of her at anytime
curious if i could up the ante
i had to test her out with two friends of mine
next day during school
i took Alejandro and Donald to the side
they liked the plan
but the look in they eye
was like they thinkin im sittin tellin a bald face lie
how quick them smirks fell
when they pants hit the floor
she holden on one
suckin on the other
guess she thought i would participate
but my Slave wasn't knowin
i was on a whole nother high..
.....that of a PuPPetMaStEr..
its crazy..
i aint thought bout this in so damn long
looking back it still tickles and amaze me..
***SMMFH*** ('shake my muffuckn head'... for those that don't know)
here's the bullshit
my so-called-partna Donald
fuckin told my girl all this shit the very next day
see what he didnt know or couldn't understand
i give a fuck less.. that girl was by my side because she chose me....
8^/ RedHot Pepperssss....
8th grade... (real talk)
she approached me in wood shop class
i was sitting on a large wood block table
next to Tommy pickin through his head full of curls
talkin like hes God's gift to the world
she stopped in front of me
bout one foot short of standing between my legs
i was curious because Lisa.. (that's her name)
is the quiet type.. lil dainty.. lil spacey..
hell i figured that's just how some white girls act..
she spoke quietly.. i leaned forward..
she asked would it be okay to ask me a question..
i laughed a lil.. told her it was too late for that..
"u just asked one question hun.. the second must be somethin betta.. so plz take ur best shot"
she looked at Tommy
who finally stopped talkin
then back at me
now this is where things got strange
she looked me dead in the eye
and said that i was the guy
she desires to choose as her Master..
(this is real fuckin talk)
o.O huh?...
scratched my head..
turned toward Tommy..
who now had nothing to say but simply shrugged his shoulders..
at this time i had the hottest girl in the school
whom i had recently taken from a guy who was in high school
but fuck da..
i aint passing the chance to enslave a pretty pink toe..
so i grew bold to see if i could call her bluff
made sure my girl got on her bus
then walked Lisa to her house
ill be damn if we weren't there twenty.. thirty minutes
she explained her being in this cult called the Love family
this guy they all worshiped named the Supernatural
then she showed me a few thangs slow gentle and so ri
yesssss... Lisa had a talented tongue...
its was cool.. but for her to be my slave
i needed somthin more than this..
in my head..
i could have two of her at anytime
curious if i could up the ante
i had to test her out with two friends of mine
next day during school
i took Alejandro and Donald to the side
they liked the plan
but the look in they eye
was like they thinkin im sittin tellin a bald face lie
how quick them smirks fell
when they pants hit the floor
she holden on one
suckin on the other
guess she thought i would participate
but my Slave wasn't knowin
i was on a whole nother high..
.....that of a PuPPetMaStEr..
its crazy..
i aint thought bout this in so damn long
looking back it still tickles and amaze me..
***SMMFH*** ('shake my muffuckn head'... for those that don't know)
here's the bullshit
my so-called-partna Donald
fuckin told my girl all this shit the very next day
see what he didnt know or couldn't understand
i give a fuck less.. that girl was by my side because she chose me....
8^/ RedHot Pepperssss....
my DiCk is such a PerVvvv....
im at McDonalds
cashier cute as the day is long
im thinkin quarter pound-her (*_^) with fries…
all he thinkin bout issss.. pussy pussy pussy
at the mall
with my wife
she tryin on clothes
strikin poses
im thinkin damn how much I love her…
all he thinkin bout issss…. pussy pussy pussy
When I was young
he was the same
id pull her in
he’d take the reigns
im thinkin girl u so damn gorgeous…
all he thinkin bout issss…. Pussy pussy pussy
i guess it started
when Debbie did Dallas
he woke the next morning…
spittin snot all in my trousers…
im dreamin of fuckin Debbie in the shower
he was in her ass when I felt that rushhhhhhhhhhh..
gush. Gush. Gugugugugugugushhhhh…
WOOOOOOW!...
the feelin was so moving
i may have smoked a little weed as a child
but it couldn’t compare
to the high i reached when he peeked
neva had a feelin like that down there
im thinkin that’s the day i may have met my new best friend
we’d go on dates
talk things over
is she.. SMASH or PASS..
we jus fucked one
but can we knock two more
and fuck by the end of the night
i toll the boy
‘man. U such a prev’
He agreed by sayin ‘word’
Then he.. threw me a curve..
He asked.. ‘wussup wit ur fineass cousin?’…
WTF… o.O.. SMDH…
Toll u…
my DiCk is such a PerVvvv….
8^/ RedHot Pepperssss....
im at McDonalds
cashier cute as the day is long
im thinkin quarter pound-her (*_^) with fries…
all he thinkin bout issss.. pussy pussy pussy
at the mall
with my wife
she tryin on clothes
strikin poses
im thinkin damn how much I love her…
all he thinkin bout issss…. pussy pussy pussy
When I was young
he was the same
id pull her in
he’d take the reigns
im thinkin girl u so damn gorgeous…
all he thinkin bout issss…. Pussy pussy pussy
i guess it started
when Debbie did Dallas
he woke the next morning…
spittin snot all in my trousers…
im dreamin of fuckin Debbie in the shower
he was in her ass when I felt that rushhhhhhhhhhh..
gush. Gush. Gugugugugugugushhhhh…
WOOOOOOW!...
the feelin was so moving
i may have smoked a little weed as a child
but it couldn’t compare
to the high i reached when he peeked
neva had a feelin like that down there
im thinkin that’s the day i may have met my new best friend
we’d go on dates
talk things over
is she.. SMASH or PASS..
we jus fucked one
but can we knock two more
and fuck by the end of the night
i toll the boy
‘man. U such a prev’
He agreed by sayin ‘word’
Then he.. threw me a curve..
He asked.. ‘wussup wit ur fineass cousin?’…
WTF… o.O.. SMDH…
Toll u…
my DiCk is such a PerVvvv….
8^/ RedHot Pepperssss....
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All Eye Can See
http://8020.photos.jpgmag.com/666950_150209_e17d749052_l.jpg
this is about
vision; the mission
seeing all eye can see
in this view; all’s true
long as she feels
she’s free
eyeball to free fall; she’s
the on-call
the one
about to take flight
looks to be just for me
as clothes
peel off this night
can’t complain
one bit; watching her dip
this gonna be alright
middle finger’s there
dropped underwear; she’s
gonna get it right
by her rotation; her elation
a building to the ceiling and
she’s gone ahead with each move
we crouch even lower
she’s going in much slower
can’t chance her
losing her
groove
to lose focus
that’d be bogus
the hocus of pocus
relative to what this is
self-satisfaction, the
hot attraction
with her
taking care
of her biz
she stops, then
her stare
does she know I’m there?
I’m pondering
if this is the case?
of course she does
it’s part of the buzz
our window
reflecting my
face.
.
photo: dave ozmon
.
.
All Eye Can See
http://8020.photos.jpgmag.com/666950_150209_e17d749052_l.jpg
this is about
vision; the mission
seeing all eye can see
in this view; all’s true
long as she feels
she’s free
eyeball to free fall; she’s
the on-call
the one
about to take flight
looks to be just for me
as clothes
peel off this night
can’t complain
one bit; watching her dip
this gonna be alright
middle finger’s there
dropped underwear; she’s
gonna get it right
by her rotation; her elation
a building to the ceiling and
she’s gone ahead with each move
we crouch even lower
she’s going in much slower
can’t chance her
losing her
groove
to lose focus
that’d be bogus
the hocus of pocus
relative to what this is
self-satisfaction, the
hot attraction
with her
taking care
of her biz
she stops, then
her stare
does she know I’m there?
I’m pondering
if this is the case?
of course she does
it’s part of the buzz
our window
reflecting my
face.
.
photo: dave ozmon
.
.
- Doomed Through Love -
The sun was rising above…
I watched him walk, a beautiful man in every way,
Androgynous and almost feminine in his beauty…
And I beheld in him some quality akin to my heart.
He was deep in thought, his long hair to thus sway,
Seeing me not, though I stood behind a nearby tree.
I watched him walk, and I wept to see him depart.
He sucked in his breath as he paced in the woods,
Inhaling a breath of fresh air, in the cool of autumn.
The smoke of his campfire blew across his face…
Embers flicked away, to fall with softly silent thuds.
His head was downcast in a sorrow I have known!
Dark: unlike his garments of whitest silk, and lace.
I emerged from where I watched and waited prior,
And that is where it began, our mutual seduction…
How that fey prince wished he not met me, thusly!
But alas, he saw me and his gaze was like a fire…
It burned in rhythm to my soul without destruction.
But, when he reached out his hand towards me…
He became mortal, no longer elfin from his desire.
And so I doomed him, through love.
The sun was rising above…
I watched him walk, a beautiful man in every way,
Androgynous and almost feminine in his beauty…
And I beheld in him some quality akin to my heart.
He was deep in thought, his long hair to thus sway,
Seeing me not, though I stood behind a nearby tree.
I watched him walk, and I wept to see him depart.
He sucked in his breath as he paced in the woods,
Inhaling a breath of fresh air, in the cool of autumn.
The smoke of his campfire blew across his face…
Embers flicked away, to fall with softly silent thuds.
His head was downcast in a sorrow I have known!
Dark: unlike his garments of whitest silk, and lace.
I emerged from where I watched and waited prior,
And that is where it began, our mutual seduction…
How that fey prince wished he not met me, thusly!
But alas, he saw me and his gaze was like a fire…
It burned in rhythm to my soul without destruction.
But, when he reached out his hand towards me…
He became mortal, no longer elfin from his desire.
And so I doomed him, through love.
She's always with him
Im always watching
Her graceful movement
Her smiles
Her natural endowments
Take me to a dream world
Where imaginations are lived and re-lived
I burn with jealousy when he cuddles her
I wish it was me
I watch her when she's alone
Somewhere close to her home
In my mind's eye I see her lying in my arms
I watch her stroll into the mall
I see me by her side
Even though Im just a ghost so far
In my heart she resides
Day and night
Year after year
No conversation
Only distant admiration
My heart's my only witness
Im caught up in this sickness
By her window
Watching her sleep
I imagine me next to her
Having a beautiful rest
With her rubbing every strand of hair on my chest
I watch in satiety every step she takes
Wondering in solitude
When this dream will break
Im always watching
Her graceful movement
Her smiles
Her natural endowments
Take me to a dream world
Where imaginations are lived and re-lived
I burn with jealousy when he cuddles her
I wish it was me
I watch her when she's alone
Somewhere close to her home
In my mind's eye I see her lying in my arms
I watch her stroll into the mall
I see me by her side
Even though Im just a ghost so far
In my heart she resides
Day and night
Year after year
No conversation
Only distant admiration
My heart's my only witness
Im caught up in this sickness
By her window
Watching her sleep
I imagine me next to her
Having a beautiful rest
With her rubbing every strand of hair on my chest
I watch in satiety every step she takes
Wondering in solitude
When this dream will break
