Naked

ARC

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I am bare

here

beside him

naked as a virgin

(which I am?) no longer

afraid,

but terrified

of some unseen desire

some force of nature

this terrible drive

or even

the dreaded loss of his love;

impossible,

or so he would have me believe...

so lovely

to be touched

this way

fingers as feathers

mouths as dancing moths

but inside

my heart shakes with panic

that any moment

he might see me

(truly) for what I am