Voyeur Intrusion
Silk soft skin and midnight eyes
In those eyes pure passion lies
Heated breath with moistened lips
Soft panting breast with hardened tips
Flushing cheeks, small beads of sweat
All is given with no fear of threat
Soft-lit room from warming fire
Two souls within burn with desire
Heat that built not from the grate
The two are here no act of fate
Both our hosts know not we view
Their minds are locked as lovers true
No sordid act for each they chose
Passion heightened as bodies close
She is he then he is she
Their merging forms not ours to see
Silence bar for murmured cares
We leave them now for this is theirs
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