leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A feeling (while naked in the night on my balcony) Naked is invisible. Always. Clothed you're a statement, an act, a defense, a drama. Someone's price tag, someone's billboard, some desperate act of expression. Naked is invisible, invincible. Safe from mockylock, safe from arrows; naked is brave. Naked and touched by breezes you're perfect. You're every poem, every song. 9:15 a.m. - June 21, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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