naked

For the lonely, the healing, the aching to love and to be loved. 

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.