I sit here
Naked
Bare skinned.
You sit there,
Looking at me
Smiling at my figure.
Shall I introduce you to me?
The real me; that is hidden.
Hidden from the horrible world.
I bare secrets within me
Within my heart and soul.
Shall I tell you them
Or maybe a few.
I am not sure
If I should put my trust
In you.
Shall I?
Or shouldn’t I?
I sit here
Naked
Bare skinned.
You sit there,
Looking at me
Smiling at my figure.
I think of ways to show you
My love that is only for you
To find out if I should finally give in
And trust you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That next step... to trust is a step over an abyss... will he hold you or let you fall... wont know till you take the step... Alison