I Surrender To You Poem by Piccola Topo Gigio
I Surrender To You
As if a pud of mud had been poured, all over my head.
I looked at the mirror, my forehead with henna spread.
Unmade, unclad, yet unabashed,
I'm not prepared, you get undressed.
You tell me to turn around, naked true,
And start to clean my back with henna too.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: assurance,trust
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5/13/2024 5:06:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yet get undressed! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.