Voyeur

The two of you erupt me
- my muse
I get led to this place
by you

If I lose my words
I find you and lights
turn on

I watch.
Closely and hear
the breathing

she is a cat
I hear her giggling
and meowing with you

dripping all over
I hate the asian heat
but in the heat

the words flow with you
and you are they come
i have no inspiration

save for the two of you

static
history - none
no need for time in this place

what happened
who you were
with

without you
all of you
i will write as if void