Peeping Tom
As the breeze and trees tango dance,
both oblivious to our glance,
from a distance our heart partakes
of their shared love and so awakes
soul from stupor, ego induced,
by caress of bliss beats seduced,
thus this moment in time we stole,
makes our presence joyful and whole.
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