Stark Naked Poem by Lauren Coles

Stark Naked



Fantastic image of you pulling back the curtain,
Steam coming from the room,
You start to shake the water off from your hair like a dog coming in the rain,
I want to hear you grunt when you wash your goodies in the downstairs area,
I can't control myself,
The monent that the clothes hit the ground I can't stop smiling,
You in all your glory.

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