naked

i go out looking for love 

naked and alone.

looking for someone to 

lull the comfort 

of my breaking bones. 

perhaps that is why 

it is so easy to leave me

they grow tired of my entirety

my soft 

flesh 

my gentle 

soul 

my fertile

mind

they feel fragmented 

while witnessing me full 

a shame they feel 

and force 

for which 

I do not care for 

but

time will pass 

and new people will love me

i will regain my novelty.

To the naked eye 

i am clothed 

and all of my curious doors 

are closed.

if i must remain a mystery 

to be loved without misery

Then I pull down my sleeves 

and hide the heart 

that humiliates me.