Voyeur

To be in love is to be in a different stratosphere
Off the ground and floating into space
Tied to your companion and watching the moon in its full view
The rush of emotions
Like a waterfall
Cascading into a pool of happiness and joy
Lips meet together
As if to establish a connection that taps into the brain
and make memories of pure bliss
But for this lonely voyeur
It is all about the observation of this phenomenon
Never partaking
As if cursed by the gods for a past infidelity against their own
Watching from afar
Tossing away the temptation of envy and jealousy
Staring from a distance
Counting the lonely days as they go by

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