Unintentional Voyeur

Voyeuristic in nature,

I watched you today.

Soothed by your obliviousness

to my existence instead of dismayed.

The robe of daddy your wore

with attention and extreme care,

Pessimistically speaking,

the proper wear of this garment is really rare.

Not merely a father, the bearer of a seed,

But instead the precious term, "Daddy"

satisfying every need.

"Becoming", I mused,

as I watched you with each child.

Second nature to a real man,

begrudged by the buck wild.

My temperature raised; nipples hardened, excitement brewed,

as I was the recipient of an unintended view into you.

An aphrodisiac of sorts;

analogous to Oedipus with the sexes changed.

Rooted in my desertion in my own father's name.

Like a fly on the wall

I inhaled and I absorbed.

relishing in the fact of

a black father on call.

I smiled as I fought the urge to speak and I restrained myself at bay

Voyeuristic in nature,

I watched you today.