Naked

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I’ll wear nothing
but my trembling desire
the wild beat of my pulse
the lingering whispers of my past.

I’ll wear nothing
but the ache of my lost love 
the sweet sigh of my first joy 
The ecstatic cry of happiness.

I’ll wear nothing 
but the fire in my eyes
naked in your presence 
When then 
will I be finally home?

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Skarlet Brown is a multi-awarded jazz and rock singer-composer, an advocate, an entrepreneur, and a proud mother.

Skarlet Brown
Skarlet Brown

Skarlet Brown is a multi-awarded jazz and rock singer-songwriter, an advocate, and a proud mother to her daughter to whom this poem is dedicated.

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