Here I stand before you,
Naked,
Yet still you avert your eyes.
Am I ugly?
No, all have called me Beautiful.
Even without my mask,
The fact with Proof remains.
'Tis not my Body with which
You find Displeasure.
I stand here without fear,
Bare,
Yet still you reject me.
Embrace me; Touch my skin;
Know me; Caress my head.
Let me feel the Love
I cannot See.
Only once I am Masked and Clothed
Do you know me.
When will you Love me Naked?
When will you Hold me Bare?
Disrobe yourself, and
Give me all of you,
Raw, unmasked.
I will Love you Naked.
I will See you, Bare and Beautiful;
Unlike you See me.