I gaze into your windows
hoping to catch
a glimpse of you
naked
open,
yet all I see
is my own reflection
staring back
at me.

Let me in I beg
don't close me out
when all I want is to love you

the real you

the you behind the pained glassy stare
afraid to let me see
you naked
laid bare
open to my touch

I gaze once more into your windows
as the blinds come down
condensation runs
over the soft flaking paint
and I sigh

I could dry those eyes
if they would but see me
as I am
a voyuer at her window
looking in
whilst looking out
for just a chance to tell her

how I feel.