deepundergroundpoetry.com
Watcher
I watch her nightly,
Around her windows I step lightly.
Peeking in,
My fun can begin.
I’ve learned her routine,
By going unseen.
I just want to hold her,
I need to be bolder.
But her latched on man,
Always ruins my plan.
Though tonight something’s amiss,
Maybe it’s time to steal a kiss.
My entry is not blocked,
Tonight the door is unlocked.
A simple turn of the nob,
I can feel myself throb.
Long have I waited,
It almost feels fated.
What can I say?
This time her husband is away.
Around her windows I step lightly.
Peeking in,
My fun can begin.
I’ve learned her routine,
By going unseen.
I just want to hold her,
I need to be bolder.
But her latched on man,
Always ruins my plan.
Though tonight something’s amiss,
Maybe it’s time to steal a kiss.
My entry is not blocked,
Tonight the door is unlocked.
A simple turn of the nob,
I can feel myself throb.
Long have I waited,
It almost feels fated.
What can I say?
This time her husband is away.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 5
reading list entries 0
comments 5
reads 495
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.