- Erotic Poetry
- Dreams of Being Naked
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In the dreamscape, bare and unadorned,
A soul wanders through the mist,
Vulnerable to the eyes that see,
Yet feeling strangely liberated.
Nakedness, a truth untold,
A fear that grips the waking heart,
But in this realm of slumber's hold,
A curious freedom does impart.
Skin breathes without the weight of cloth,
No judgment in the dreamer's land,
Each step unburdened, light and soft,
A candid dance on time's soft sand.
Exposed to elements unseen,
The dream of nakedness unfolds,
A metaphor, perhaps, serene,
For shedding life's manifold holds.
Awakened, clothed in morning's light,
Yet carrying the night's bold truth:
Even stripped of all but self,
There lies a stark, unvarnished youth.
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