i come to you naked disrobed ,full of needs of wants i leave knowing all my desires are fulfilled in your presence the layers removed and yet my nudity does not reveal myself the untold knowledge are bonds fine robes ready to be discarded for another set of fine garments that flatter the need to feel the body the mind the soul all reveal their own threads sewn into the fabric of my being readying to be unstitched yet the stitch is that which binds and that which binds contains the form of the next pattern from where a new robe is made i dress again once more in your presence feeling the heavy nature of my doubt lifted the sense of wearing the cloud of delusion never fails to dissapear as i am reminded that to be naked is to bare the soul to a world that only recognizes a being clothed in sin.
Naked lies
Posted - May 12 2015 : 11:41:34 AM
