Born Naked
I was born naked,
but rarely felt comfortable
in my skin
until yours moved against mine,
friction caressing a well of heat,
my need to be bare, airing
scarred skin fading with
age, making me brave enough to say:
“Here I am. Take me, or leave me.”
and I’m always pleasantly surprised when
you take me.
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Nice
friction caressing a well of heat,
age, making me brave enough to say:
Love that age dropped to the next line.
Here I am naked…take me or leave me. Very brave!