The Voyeur In Me

by Sylvia   Dec 15, 2013


Early morning,
sunshine peeking
through an open window,
casting shadows
on the bedroom wall.

Lying here,
watching you
embracing sleep.
A smile playing on parted lips,
arms and legs askew,
tangling with crumpled sheets,
chest rising, falling gently.

Sleepy eyes feasting on
a depiction of innocence.
A paralyzing desire to
touch your face, trace the outline
with trembling fingertips,
shame tempering my intrusion,
bringing out the voyeur in me.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Resplendent Sylvia!!!

  • 10 years ago

    by Gwen Davis

    I really like this one

  • 10 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    There is much to take from this read. There are different ways that comes to my mind and each one touches the beauty of life and love..an excellent write!

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    I love the use of the word voyeur it's very unique and not used at all. I think you used it well and it works because of what you wrote. I like the soft feelings you bring to the readers heart. There is nothing better than lying next to the person you love. And just watching them can bring peace to your soul. The wording and flow are fantastic as well. I didn't see anything wrong with it. The story is amazing because there are many emotions that play out and enhance the whole thing. Overall this is one of the better pieces I have read. The idea is simple but you made it into something wonderful.

  • 11 years ago

    by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko

    This poem shows how in a subtle way you appreciate the existence of someone important to you.... Great job, Ms. Sylvia :)) 5/5

    --- MKKK

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