Baring It All
The words I write
bare my soul
My thoughts take flight
My mind unfolds
I have no fear of being judged
No worries of how you take my words,
reputation being smudged
I feel as free as a bird
The rush is worth way more than gold
The feeling of freedom rushes in
It's like stepping out of my clothes
The cool air on my bare skin
Naked is the word that comes to mind
Goose bumps rise upon my skin
Of modesty there is no sign
Oh yeah she's naked again!!
Copyright © Nikki Reynolds | Year Posted 2016
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