How could I have realized
On that day of surprise
With illicit kisses stolen
And sexuality shredded
That I was surrounded by walls that have eyes

Snared by irresistible bait
And shackled by ropes of fate
Tumbling into an unknown abyss
Of frenetic and wild abandon
Sexual compass, anything but straight

Needing our forbidden affair
Trapped on an inescapable path without care
A blaze of passion
Consumed my confused soul
While your fingers softly entwined with my hair

My fevered tongue, by your core eclipsed
Your heady scent left upon my lips
My lover’s language
I’ve learned to speak
With dizzying lust and unwritten scripts

Yet between all the ardent, yearning sighs
And crescendos of climactic cries
I’m haunted by unseen voyeurs
And ghosts of guilt
Suspiciously surveying the walls that have eyes