The Skin I Am In
To be touched and loved for the skin I'm in.
To be felt and to fight for the beauty within.
How lovely the thought of a dark empty night,
Where nothing is good but everything's right.
Do you stop when the mistress temptation arises?
Or do you savor the moment behind clever disguises?
The human heart will not lie, and it's never a choice,
It's having the courage to find your own voice.
With passion and lust coursing deep through your veins
Will you reap your reward and let beauty reign?
Copyright © Windyann Plunkett | Year Posted 2012
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