The
naked shadow
By
the window
The
daring soul
It
never disappears
The
peeping bystanders
They
stand there to watch
Thinking
of the erotic excursion
When
they walk nearer...
It
is just the naked puppet
String
along by the puppet master
The
naked doll by the window
It
gets the show for a change
Life
can be artificial
When
lies and deceptions creep in
Slowly
it eats into the body and soul
Leaving
the hollow nakedness
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