Naked Week Poem by sharon wildey

I am wondering what it would be like
To spend a whole week naked
And whether my friends would come to tea with me
And whether they would be naked too

And whether during the week
My body would become beautiful again
And I would dare to catch a glimpse
Of myself wet from the shower of time

And perhaps I would love again
Or dare to
If I were naked for a week
But carried on as if I had nothing to hide

And whether during the week
My world would be useful again
If I could be seen as I am
Naked and all