Clothes gone, words leaving flesh exposed...
Purity of nakedness predisposed.
Eyes reading each line.
Magnified gaze from head to toe.
Strip searched of analogy's and metaphors.
Only perception of a fully dressed poem...
Can compare to the truth of a full moon...
Read my writing and envision my themes.
As I have undressed myself of fashionable fads
Displaying thoughts and ideology.
Of my bare reality...
Unclothed and unprotected from a reader's sight.
I give you myself inking in the nude...For anyone who cares enough to view.
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