V for Voyeurism or Victory?

Under the serious moonlight
I must have been "tripping the light fantastic"
for unknown to you was my presence
the beauty of the sight held me in awe

For it was you alone
radiant in holiday colors and an equally lively spirit
seeking something or someone
a puzzle in my head as to the answer

As if you were absorbed in stimulation
with no channel or outlet to take comfort in
being the self starter you are
and left to your own devices

Your hands acted as measures of your condition
roaming to and fro
over the blouse and the lips
lastly reaching the crater of womanhood

So tortured with my situation
do I make apparent my presence
leaving little doubt that your mood would change
with the thought of another in view

Or do I remain in the shadows
leaving unrestrained the behavior
that sparks my engine
and so demands your caresses

My restraint held out
my voyeurism defeating participation
fever present but condemned to silent mode
as the self exploration continued

For as the roar of the sea
one should never underestimate a solo candid plea
and though the place is on solid land
I saw more wetness then I ever could have planned

Sighs and moans
emotions deemed hidden renew
and so the human body moves
under the serious moonlight