they are post coital.
he's done and she's euphoric.
heavy breath seeped through walls to find my hot ears.
and I've blushed.
now they're standing close enough to irritate me.
as lover lies to loving eyes,
lover loves his loving lies
they laugh , I blink.
they beam as I think that
the birds that squawk to interrupt my solitude, my sacred sleep;are
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