THE POETRY OF BEING NAKED
Can you stand naked in front of yourself? It doesn’t matter how perfect your body is. Would you stand there and look at your reflection through the eyes of someone else, strange or not? How long does that moment unfold?
A Soulful Stripping Fully Dressed.
When the eyes meet and you can see past the pupils. In this moment, what you are wearing is inconsequential. Unafraid, perhaps even expectant of the emotions that will wash over you, confident that this moment of vulnerability will be transformative.
Let me see you, absorb you, before I feel your naked flesh. Bare yourself.
