We stand together, naked in America,
unclothed under these undulating stars,
eager, bared and filled with anticipation
under a menstrual, cycling moon that is
ripened blood red, a round Georgia...
Naked in America (redux)
Yet another poem inspired by the magnetic words on my refrigerator.
He smells like sin and I want all of him
His love is like water
He is essential
Naughty Word Art Poetry III
My mind fuels my desire.
My desire fills my body.
My body aches with yearning.
My skin is sensitive
To the slightest of touches.
My whole body reacting to strongly
I fear what I might so
Naked in Americaby
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