For the lonely, the healing, the aching to love and to be loved.
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naked
Just as I cover my body
when I leave through the front door,
I cover my heart and soul
to please you when I come in.
Behind the long shirt,
too big to stay up on its own,
lies a person you don't really
know.
And I wish I could strip naked for you,
that despite my scars and bruises,
you'd like what you see.
I wish that you wouldn't mind the flab hanging
from my stomach,
the moles on my back,
or coarse endings of my
short hair.
But you're blind to the brightness on my face
and to the misery lying between my lips.
And like the moles on my back,
you are permanently attached
to your views.
I could love myself
a thousand times over,
but you'll never love me
naked.
