Voyeuristic Wonders

The intensity of your heartbeat causes the back of your ribcage to bruise. The sweat trickles down your body profusely like a torn artery. You eyes widen, to scan in all of the indiscretions that have presented themselves to you. You receive a certain high from the unaware couple that ignited the voyeuristic wonder in your body. You inhale deeply to take in the essence of your sin. The sinful thoughts that cloud your judgement, or the lack there of in your case. You are utterly captured by the beauty and enjoyment that you receive from merely hiding in the bushes. You enclose your feelings deep in the cold storage shed that used to be the home of your lonely heart.