Steamy Windows

That guy across the street; what a woman he has got

She waits for him by the door with her motor idling hot

They may lock the door but the curtains never close

But I can’t see a thing through these steamy windows

They were both too young but knew their love was good

With no place to go, they would park out in the wood

And crawling into the backseat into a lovers’naked pose

Knowing that none could see into those steamy windows

She was an older woman but willingly showed her treasures

He was a bit of voyeur; concealed and hidden in his measures

She showers; he peeks, hoping for a sight in the moon glows

But no treasures were in sight with all those steamy windows

The UPS man left his package on the front porch to discover

Inside the packaging the man found his new inflatable lover

In no time he shaped her up and said his “ahs” and “ohs”

But none saw this lover’s tryst with all those steamy windows

It was a seedy little motel; run-down and off-of-the-beat

Away from prying eyes where cheating lovers could meet

And while they danced about in their drunken lover’s limbo

A private-eye tried to get evidence hidden by steamy windows

I met a girl I really wanted to tame; invited her over to my space

Just when I thought she was ready she put me into my place

Told me that she was gay; only women saw her night-clothes

I’ll just hang it up cause we sure ain’t doin’ steamy windows

So if your passions run high and border on coming unconcealed

That pane of glass is offering a peek; your private parts revealed

If you don’t have curtains or blinds to cover your naked torsos

Just pray that your antics create some really steamy windows

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18 March 2013