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This morning when I woke
I choked
on the freshness of your breath
that serenity
in your smile
stripped me bare
and your thoughts
dabbed their pristine fingers
inside my dirty mind

I lay there panting
wondering how you’d react
to what you found
as you strip searched me
down to the bloody raw
and flinched
at all the the ugliness
I guess
I just can't hide
my grubby nakedness
from you

by Sheila Knowles

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Comments (5)

if your body is as beautiful as your mind, and I suspect it is, what's the problem?
I sense your feeling of unworthines through this very worthy poem. Excellent!
That's getting down to it. Loved it, Sheila.
Oh my. This really is pause for thought. Powerful. Raynette
sheila...very raw and powerful...i enjoyed it