Nude


Not a stitch, as naked as I came.
No gold rings or body clutter,
I stand naked,
No tattoos to mask my body,
I stand in the woods,
As free as the trees,
I stand in the breeze,
I become the part of,
Not apart from.
Walking on sand,
I am the sea,
I walk naked,
Into the tide.



Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2026-07-25 at 07:12

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2026-07-27


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Interesting. It may be total freedom.
2026-07-25