his voice carried
from the living room
through her closed
bedroom door
she was used to hearing his voice
reverberating throughout
the walls of her mind,
but never throughout the walls
of her home
she couldn’t help herself
because this time it was different
this time she wasn’t alone with
her thoughts of him
she was alone with him
and with the knowledge
that at any moment
he could walk in to see
her fingers dancing between her legs
to the sound of his voice