I’m a voyeur to her deepest secrets;
Listening in on her sighs, moans, and cries.
What she doesn’t want me to know, I take in with ease;
Hearing the television get louder, as her noises keep pitch.
Inaudible whispers that penetrate her volume.
I’ll let her walk around with the knowledge that,
“No one knows.”
Yet, at night, truths come out.
Stories become told through loud-mouth walls.
I sit as it reveals all.
She denied her truths,
But, I won’t deny her mine.
So, let me let you in on my little secret -
I’m a voyeur to your deepest secrets.