Wandering Eyes (Lyrical)

neighbors come
doorbell rings
friendly banter
imprisoning
a meal to be had
cautious flirting
wandering eye meets eye
so exciting

“Excuse me for a moment”
then moralizing
secure affirmation
reassuring thing
deep breath

breathe

“Honey, we should be going.”
Lover, I’ll be coming.
And going.
And coming.
And going...