Short Naked As The Day You Were Born As Poems

 Should my masquerade mask fall
Conscious suppression exposed,
Naked as the day I was born
Thrust into life's Mardi Gras...

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Forest Dawn. 


I awoke in a forest on my bed 

with fair maiden with hair of corn 

and all around were flower heads 

all colours bright oranges and violets to adorn 

the maiden awoke and on flowers she tread

and as naked as the day she was born 

we made sweet love all night she said 

and we made a path of our own 

so we walked naked into the future we lead 

and into the bright forest dawn....

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