Naked
Over the gleaming ice she skates,
Dressed in skates----that's all.
Leaning on back, so nice she skates,
Smooth and straight, can't fall.
Mirrored with sky she glides on by,
Doubling in naked blue;
Free in the flesh she glides on by,
Free in spirit, too.
Into the freezing air she glows,
Wearing the air, naught else.
Boldly alive in cold that grows
A flaming love of self.
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