You spread me like a centerfold
With nothing more than words
You touch my hair-my foolish gold
With a voice like none I've heard
This skin I've been ashamed of
A great endeavor to not show
Shaking ramparts of misty blush
You dug through to below
Inside where all my secrets dwell
Whether dirty or just scarred
Setting foot in my tainted cell
You penetrate my guard
As baffled as I am by it
You were not driven away
In a place where even I don't fit
and can barely stand to stay
Awkward as this made me feel
The way you speak has such a pull
The layers all now gently peeled
The first time I felt beautiful
I lay before you, nearly bare
Trembling in wait
My eyes are closed, I feel you there
Spread open in your gaze
© 2008 Dommi Of Baphomet
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