I run through the feilds. Naked. No exterior host or inhibitions. My soul exposed. I marvel at the world. Looking through rose glasses it refreshing. An innocence lost, I have found. A delight in being vulnerable. Not a delight the sadistic get from the fear of losing. But the ecstacy of knowing you won't let go. That I'm safe with you.
Oh my, I can not believe no one has replied to this piece. It is absolutely beautiful. I almost missed it as it got bumped back to the second page before I got a chance to read it. Would have been my loss indeed. Here's a bump back up so others can enjoy
------------------ "This world is not conclusion. A sequel stands beyond, Invisable as music, But positive as sound." ~Emily Dickinson
Thanks for bumping it back Hoot ! I almost missed it likewise, and am surely glad I did not for I am a fellow naked runner!! I even have a poem titled..."RUN NAKED".....it got lost in oblivion when we lost our other forum # 1 , but regardless, I know the feeling !!! What a fabulous piece you have here!! Thanks for sharing...glad I caught it !
------------------ I beckon you to come...I lure you with my tongue... - poet FemmeFatale