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This piece contrasts physical and emotional intimacy |
| Take off my shirt Unhook my bra Look at my body Illuminated by the lamp I left on Your eyes Your hands Your mouth Explore every inch And I'm unashamed My clothes come off with just one word But the curtain that hides my mind I won't move it for you In the dark corners, I hide my secrets Under that rug are the pieces Of the boy I said I loved And broke There are empty spots on the shelves That used to contain Innocence Self-respect And naivety The chest with the padlock, That's where I keep the worst A sword named Abandonment Stained with the blood from my heart A shattered vase, labeled Trust As empty as it's been for so long I may have let you pull off my pants And undress me completely But you never saw me naked Not until the night I cried as I showed you Everything I'd be hiding behind that curtain |