I uncover my hands
and open them to you
hoping to know your touch.
I unveil my eyes
and stare into your soul
hoping to find release.
I undress my fear
and stand naked before you
hoping you will not leave.
In the abyss that is my trust
you have touched me deeper
than I would have thought possible.
Trust is tricky but naked certainly makes vulnerable easier
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I like that. Naked certainty makes vulnerable easier. I might have to borrow that phrasing from you someday. Well said.
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Your poetry is really beautiful.
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Cheers, Lia. Very kind of you to say. I quite admire your writing as well. So very glad to have met you here.
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Thanks so much… :)) and likewise!
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