I don't know what to wear for you tonight
Clothes strewn upon the bed
It seems I'll have to come to you
Naked instead
I expect you to be likewise so
No more masks, no more shadows
Tonight will be the final curtain call
We rise or we fall
I have nothing new to wear for you tonight
So let me come as I am
I hope you'll be as brave and naked
Like the sun
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
Sonya, I love how deep your thoughts can be, your words are imaginitive and comes from a beautiful place deep inside you. This poem was a little peep into a womans soul, your sensuality.10
'Clothes strewn upon the bed'... imaginative write...words frank and bold...bright and hot but warming to those who are willing to accept...10
we should come as we are... no pretensions whatsoever. black or white, no gray areas. fine metaphor.
Best suit there is, your birthday suit lol, well written piece, 10 Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, you are clothed in your words and you look beautiful