Sense Sonnet - Acher

 My Secret Window

Newly a teenager, I found

A secret window into me,

That once peeked into, I was bound

To sensing guilty ecstasy.

This secret window, now once shown,

A frequent place for me became

For throbbing pleasure never known,

And leaving me in panting shame.

Of course this secret I did find,

Not tell the folks was no debate.

I'd heard from Mom that I'd go blind

If I should ever masturbate.

Mom staring at me through the door,

My window a secret no more.