Come Naked Before Me » Come Naked Poem
She would dress up for me,
fresh makeup and hair so smooth…
For so very long she’d play the game
of trying to be pleasant.
Eventually I told her
that she was prettiest in nothing at all.
She stripped down before me,
and kicked off her heels.
Her body naked before me was something I adored,
but what I had meant was so much more.
I wanted her naked before me in body and soul.
Her everything raw and real without any pretending
so I could absorb her truth and make it mine.