I am the photographer who saw your nakedness,
Because i took your naked-pictures for the show;
And i am now standing behind your door knocking.
Please open up, for your pictures are ready after printing;
And i am here to hand over some copies to you.
I want ot see your reactions towards your beauty and,
What your nakedness writes about you;
For you were among the best after shooting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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