Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Naked

Here I am, naked
like a baby
taking their first
breath from recycled air,
from what you have taken
and so have I

soft white curves
slowly shift in complete
comfort as I watch you
play your mom's guitar
simple, yet beautiful
melody reverberating
in your lungs as if
that is all you know
You are all I know.

My ribs peak through
as I take in your lips
against mine.
I am naked.
You are free
to look deeper into
what my eyes want to tell you
We could never speak in words,
talking, moving our lips
and tongue to show how we
feel. Tied and twisted I learn
to speak through my body.
I am naked.

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