2003-01-28/1:14 a.m.
A poem of mine inspired by Pablo Neruda
Naked
I am flesh and bone
I feel so many sensations
I am comfortable
Naked
My sense of touch is heightened
I feel I could be painted
Another nude portrait in a museum
Naked
I lie naked and savor how sweet it is
For the body to feel every breeze
Naked I am whoever I please to be
And that's fine with me