Unclothed
Without clothes,
open and naked with it
my poetic design
is meant for you to feel
uncomfortable in your panties
while releasing passion
you hold in so it stains skin.
Lyrically speaking,
I want to perform
an oration that produces
more than an ovation.
Hands can clap,
backs can be slapped,
but as far as legs and
those places that lie
out of reach;
those are the things
I want standing on feet.
On tiptoes if you must.
Till toes curl and your body
is yelling, encore.
Encore!
That’s what it’s made for.
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