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You look through the windows of my poetry Deep into the bedroom of my heart you watch me undress button by button It slowly slips down You adjust the focus of those binoculars on your screen reading my poetry seeing my naked soul you watch for free at a distance at a safe distance You watch me dance In your mesmerized trance You watch me smile and all the while You watch You see the tears you see the shadow of fears streaking my face leaving a trace you watch day in day out night time wondering if I'm alone if anybody else is home if my bed is warm if you see another form there with me you NEED to see I feel your eyes looking in through my poetry window Voyeur you're just a voyeur living my life vicariously without touching me it's your destiny you look for safety a distance you keep from me I know you're there I relish your stare I know you want to walk through that door looking for something more but your too afraid of the inconvenience of my moods my happy swings my sorrowful stings You're a voyeur You watch me for free but one day I'll close the shutters blocking my words withering your soul as you wither mine it's fine Voyeurism is just... just a waste of time I want to flesh and blood with you it's true But voyeurism is all you know how to do One day Your "watching days" They will all be through Another will watch AND caress will help me undress and kiss and will bless all that and more for the one who walks through the door and dances with me and sets demons free Voyeurism doesn't cut it with me! Eileen

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Maurice Yvonne

Date: 1/7/2015 6:30:00 PM

Eileen don't listen to Jan she just makes those things up about me. It's not true I wasn't looking up the skirt of your poetry. I know she said I wanted to read you without your knickers on but that's just the way those Brits talk. All joking aside this is a fabulous write strangely erotic. You made my putter flutter.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 1/5/2015 4:08:00 PM

I love to watch..to.feel the heart and soul of the person,then comment to show him.her you hoew I love what you write. I have a voyeur in mind..One who watches from a distance and every now and then stops by... So i can truelly understand the emotion here.. Life goes on..and little by little the voyeur loses all. I soo love this Eileen. Adding it to my fvs.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/5/2015 4:14:00 PM

You are my soul sister. We share so much. My sweet. Yes....the voyeur loses all. It's like the person who loves watching a storm...but will never get gloriously wet. Thanks for the visit, my dear. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 1/5/2015 1:21:00 PM

I enjoyed this very much, i think all of us have a voyeur in us. This is a whole lot of Sexy! Bravo!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/5/2015 4:10:00 PM

I believe that is true, Richard. I do believe that's true. As for the sexy bit....you know I can hardly refrain from adding that in to spice things up a bit. We need spice in life...just not in food. I don't stomach it well! ;)

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

Date: 1/5/2015 11:26:00 AM

THIS IS POETRY. YOU HAVE SET A STANDARD FOR US. A PERFECT 10. MY FAVLISTED. I WILL CALL YOU WONDERALEEN.LOVE>>rajat

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
Date: 1/6/2015 8:32:00 AM

It is among the top 10 for me, honestly..rajat

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/5/2015 12:43:00 PM

Oh...that's just because you are kind, Rajat, but I do thank you. :) Like the new name! :) Hugs

Ilene Bauer

Date: 1/4/2015 3:54:00 PM

i like both what you've said here and the way you've expressed it. there's a lot of power in this poem, eileen!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 4:28:00 PM

Thanks, my dear Ilene. Love having you pass by. You always have a kind word for me. hugs

Donna Jones

Date: 1/4/2015 2:42:00 PM

:-) :-) hey sweetie....I laugh at myself..I guess I'm the least educated person on this site..I had no clue what this title meant..but after reading it I get the message..:-) :-) :-) :-) still love me anyway? A very clever and sexy poem...you look beautiful by the way..MD

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 4:32:00 PM

Thanks, MD. I guess in English he'd be a peeing Tom! ;) You are funny....You are wise and beauty, my dear MD. Thanks for passing by and for the lovely adjectives you used...Clever and Sexy. Lovely combo. Hugs

David Meade

Date: 1/4/2015 1:51:00 PM

I agree with Paul -- Powerful was the word that was in my head reading your poem. It's provocative without offending, edgy without being crude. A wake up call, an invitation to participate . . . our culture is changing and social peeping . . . creeping (my daughters tell me) is here, even here in the soup. Engaging one another is challenging, messy, even painful at times but so rewarding. I wonder what other think??? Outstanding write 7

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 4:31:00 PM

Hello, David. Glad to have you visit...AND engage! ;) I appreciate your depth of understanding and vision. Yes, your daughter is right...lots of things like this go on. I had a different slant to this. Sometimes we like to read about a person's personal life...like watching a storm unfurl, but we don't bother to get them in out of the rain...sort of thing. It's sad. If you enjoy the show...then pay for it...pay in emotion and love. Hugs

Cupids Arrow

Date: 1/4/2015 1:37:00 PM

Really enjoyed this Eileen......There are many voyeurs, maybe afraid to comment for it might spoil their image or maybe just socially inadequate and prefer to stay behind the bushes..I will watch then comment : )...hugs T ...C--->A

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 1:41:00 PM

Hey, Cupid. That is so true. That is why poets who tell it as it is have such a high regard in my mind. It takes bravery to say what you feel.....to be PRESENT....and to let go when you need to. I know. Thanks for the visit.

Paul Callus

Date: 1/4/2015 12:57:00 PM

Hi Eileen...this is strong and powerful. Enjoyed immensely. A voyeur is usually one who likes to peep and enjoy without daring to comment for fear of being found out. He could easily be one of those who scoffs in order to cover up his true feelings. hugs // paul

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 3:14:00 PM

Thanks, Paul. I so appreciate you getting back to me. :) Hugs

Paul Callus
Date: 1/4/2015 1:49:00 PM

I do not think it is too much...I caught on straight away. The voyeur is the one who intentionally sneaks a peep without commenting, not those who enjoy reading but who do not always find the need to comment.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 12:59:00 PM

:) Yes...someone who reads but doesn't post...who doesn't want to get involved. In a way, Paul...we all have a little bit of the voyeur in us. Do you think this one is a bit too much? I chose analogy because I'm comparing the reading of the poems with Watching...but not posting...not getting involved. I know you caught that, but....is it too much? Let me know. Hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/4/2015 12:43:00 PM

- "Reading my poetry seeing my naked soul you watch for free"...... anything more pay with your heart - A great poem, dear Eileen - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Anne-Lise Andresen
Date: 1/4/2015 12:47:00 PM

- Yes, you are right :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2015 12:45:00 PM

:) Thanks, Anne Lise, my Sunshine. Poetry is a baring of the soul. We are all voyeurs because we read into other people's lives but can keep a distance. It's strange, isn't it. Hugs