If you want me to share my body
then share your life with me.
If you want the touch that thrills,
Tell me your secrets
And listen to mine.
If you want the long slow wet kiss,
Then let me see your spirit.
See mine.
If you want to know me
Then talk to me.
Listen to me.
See me, completely.
Don’t pick and choose
Parts of me to adore
And ignore the rest of me,
Craving your attention.
Don’t judge me.
I’m an imperfect woman,
Flawed and beautiful,
With her heart on her sleeve.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Picture from Google Images
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love this
Aw, thank you! I’m so glad you like it!
Now that I’m old, I get it…. go figure, when we’re young we just can’t understand such things
I’ve always gotten it, but just recently realized not everyone does.
I hear ya… I do now…
So true.
Glad you agree. Thanks!!!
Reblogged this on Let me give YOU the Moe-down.
Wow thank you for the reblog!!!
That’s ok; I really like your sentiments.
Yup, we are on the same page yet again! Really well done… I have a new blog which is where that latest poem was moved to. I’ll send you a link message… love you. Hugs.
Thanks so much M. We are on the same page as usual. I’ll keep an eye out of the link. Big hugs.