Naked

A Chapped lips longing for the moist juices of honest words that speak truth and dignity into my person.

Mind searching for the balance between uncovered acceptance and societies ideal pleasures.

Tight waist begging for the strength to overcome my weaknesses that nauseate me and leave me stale.

Hair that frizzes and stretches against my will, disrespecting the idea of neatness and conformity

Deep caramel and chestnut pigments graced with scars, bumps, and reddish undertones feasting on the irony of perfection.

Naked skin, which exhales love I receive and inhales negativity that distorts my inner consciousness to presume these words a gospel.

A bareness that overwhelms me, that releases me as I am.

Vulnerable, rebuilt, redefined and repurposed.

With  no filter I am bare, I am human , and I am dignified by respect for the honest self I reveal.

Dignified and revitalized. Unfiltered.