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