Naked
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Here before you,
covered in everything
that hides me,
masks my flaws
and makes me pretty
One by one...
I strip for you,
dropping each piece
as if it meant nothing.
I want you to see me,
The real me
Just as God made me.
Tired of hiding
the things that make me,
I'm now bare
Arms open in a slow spin...
You look at me
and respond...
"Beautiful"
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This was a beautiful poem. I see it as God's gift between married persons. To be able to enjoy the sight of one's mate. To have no shame between us and toward each other. It is such a vulnerable and beautiful thing.
Lovely. That's all I have to say. Lovely.
To strip away the facade leaves us to realize that true beauty comes from within. Thank you for this beautiful poem, Felicia
Beautiful poem. Thank you.
Lovely.
A great poem. thank you.
robert Ballard
This poem means a lot to me. I wrote it because I felt loved and adored. The real me, not the me who tries to pretend for the sake of other's feelings. The "naked" in this poem, to me, is more of a mental naked than a physical naked. Thanks for all your comments.
I love the poem, I realy do, but I want to know where I can get one of those trees. Happy New Year Chris
Thanks Chris.... Not sure where you can get one of those trees... I found this one on photobucket.... It is a pretty tree though, isn't it? Thanks for stopping by, come back often. :)
Beautiful. So beautiful. Took my breath away.
G-Ma Johnson Level 4 Commenter 2 years ago
Very nicely said..:O) hugs