Invitation

This is a reflection about voyeurism...not of only the sexual kind but the kind where you just watch life take place. Sometimes we invite people to "watch" us knowingly and sometimes unknowingly. Often times I think we catch ourselves watching in secret. I find it gratifying to see someone enjoying themself and enjoying life. What would someone see if you extended and invitation for them to watch?

I hear the music playing where you are.

I feel the warmth of the candles and inhale the scent of the stick's burning ashes
I know the rhythm you make as you move to the melody
you've chosen this moment to let go. to dance as if no one is watching,
but still crave the eyes of your personal voyeur
you step naked into the smoke made by incense's fire


it touches you, it caresses you, it holds firmly, it guides you down
you release yourself to it....just for this moment
if not to hope, at least to remember

enveloped by the smoke's kiss he fondles and begins to probe
he gently yet powerfully moves to penetrate your soul
at last you give in and ecstasy becomes your pilot
it moves you, takes you, frees you and satisfies the want,
the need.

it nibbles and licks. teases and tickles. takes away the fear and confusion.
releases the love, the hate, and anger that you believed you could do nothing with.

my apologies. I have only been standing here a moment....maybe a lifetime.
your door was unlocked and rather than indulging myself in your pleasure
I chose for now to watch your climax in joy, in freedom, in love.