Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Portrait Of The Nude

Although you saw me on that first night
Naked as the day I was born,
The body you saw was that of a man,
But still in possession of the innocence
And the vulnerability of youth.
And with my clothes removed,
You saw only part of what I have to offer.
And in a slow, seductive striptease,
you will see the layers I have yet to remove
Vanish, and in time, you will see
My heart laid bare beating in my chest.
With every drop of blood pulsing in veins,
They carry your breath fueling my body.

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