If I overwhelm you, imagine me naked,
For that's how I treat you and find it quite nice!
Empty hand, naked body, what is there to threaten?
When speaking to strangers, it's quite sound advice.
I smile at your short hairs (but hope you can't see mine)
Admire too, the curves you may dream that you hide,
I've got actual 'fingerprint, ' lasting forever,
Though presence is absent, I know you, inside!
To see you 'buck naked' takes us home to Eden,
'Acceptance of Grace' is our pardon from sin,
Naked thoughts so transparent, we all live in freedom,
(Who walks with the Father will know peace within.)
Brian Johnston
June 1st 2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
line 6: use period at end. typo! inside clothes, or inside body as well? naked thoughts or thought's? i'm not convinced Love is a proper place for this one, B.J. and as for you saying to me: Imagine me naked. my reply: NO THANKS! BRI :)