Naked, as I am found.
Amazing poetry by a outstanding Poet. Please read and enjoy her words.
Wake me
with your subtle mind,
and fingers
tracing curves they find.
Let
your roaming tongue
beneath
the blazing sun
dance across
my skin,
here, now
in heavenly sin.
Take me,
without a sound,
naked,
as I am found.
Karen Hayward (c)2015.