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Eavesdropper

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Behind dutiful actions, lies a mind well trained and informed,
skills honed through years of perfection, before all have woken and yawned,
he hovers at doors and window, never missing a single beat,
listening to conversation, watching in silence as they eat.

Ruling the household just a game,at the sound of his voice they jump,
only his one side they all know, holds all cards including the trump,
walls hide secrets only he hears, voices of anger and passion,
the former he is quite used to, politics being the fashion.

But at night when curtains are drawn, doors bolted the house put to sleep,
soft steps touch the wilton carpet, east-wing walls watch a shadow creep,
even before he has reached the door, he hears harsh orgasmic cries,
rests his forehead against the wall, squeezes shut dark secretive eyes.

Pretending he is in the room, desiring a part of the dream,
feeling the sweat trickle down his back, to a hard red hot lava stream,
the bed creaks to a pumping beat, the moans and cries become more raised,
straining in restricted cotton, a once flacid muscle is grazed.

Exploding in painful silence, bites his bottom lip tasting blood,
slowly steady breathing returns, beating heart ceases to thud,
early next day at breakfast time, remarks regarding his lip,
dutiful smile does not betray, the one thing he would not let slip.

He stands to one side watching them, thinking back to the night before,
when he was just a step away, watching the master and his *bunny*.




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  • amaranthine lover gold member
    July 1, 2008
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    nicely written I liked it


  • Violet Moodswing Greeters member
    June 26, 2008
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    This is a perspective we don't always consider. A strong write. Thanks for your entry.

  • Tercarro
    June 5, 2008

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    Wow

    What the bulter saw has new meaning. I love this and have to say that i have found myself in simlar situations. Not as Butler but as someone unable to escape the fact that someone is with there bunny and I can't get away from the fact that I can hear it even if I don't want to. So frustrating when everyone is having fun and your not. You penned this well and I wonder where did you get the inspiration.


  • vampireprincess
    June 1, 2008
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    beautiful... I really liked it...


  • Luna Tique Fringe
    May 24, 2008

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    A good story, poetically told. A bit creepy, eh?
    Well written, good rhyme and rhythm for the most part.
    You might want to do a series. Thanks for entering.


  • emotina
    May 20, 2008
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    amazing


  • jasminerose
    May 19, 2008
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    OOOOOOO now this is excellent!!!! I love this side of your muse and how your story is so realistic and full of vivid imagery!! As if we are peeking through that peep hole ourselves!!
    Outstanding my friend!!
    All my best to you in the contest!
    Linda


  • LotusRyda
    May 19, 2008
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    very intresting good write

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