Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Nude
stripped,
wide and own
proud temerity slinks
so sweetly into steam
flaws in focus, form
addressed in censure's eye,
but glint this eye and grin,
a shift and oh!
rare beauty stands
before me
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