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Click hereI saw the lights on the third floor
Fourth window from the right
As I came in from the night
The way their bodies moved
Or rather the way the shadows
Played across the blinds
Dancing, swirling, moving together
Each one undressing the other
Piece by shadowy piece
Until silhouettes of bare flesh
Pressed into one indistinguishable figure
Her head leaned backwards
Hair tumbling down her back
I moved into the darkness
Not wanting to be seen
As I watched what I should not
Transfixed by the way she moved
Enjoying their union in the light
Longing in my shadowy solitude
This was such a smooth read - seamless and serene. The intensity of thought was there, with a subtle hint of rhyme, and you captured the moment in such a natural way that the scene came alive in my mind.
the way this piece moved. Your lines have a good rhythm, almost song-like and the emotions you convey are universal.You express longing very well...and the obvious craving to be a part of something...Whether to be part of something you perceive to be wrong or just a part of *anything* .. :)This particular watcher seems lonely.
I really liked this piece, could identify with it on many levels.
NJ