If I reveal my finer parts
On bedsheets facing the dark
With glints of lights peeking through blinds
Only to spot my flaws between the eyes of the night
What will keep you here
And not roaming? Roaming—
this could be about, too ego
But I know I cannot keep anything for too
Long, I want to protect
This idea of being strong,
Even when I am bare
Inside this dark room, inside of slivers of light,
I am still a flower garden
I just couldn’t bare the crunch
Of wanton and careless
Traipsing
Its about nakedness, its
About the flicker of an electron
And being or being an instrument,
It’s about the fear of times not being
The greatest lover, living up to expectations,
It’s about keeping up a front and the fear of
Losing it.
If I enter you
And by doing so, enter me you
If I pledge to you my heart portion
Bare being and bleeding
Will you still accept me
Naked and shivering? Naked—
The turbulence of it
In front of new eyes, body is new again,
If I give you myself
Uninhabited
With nothing but my soul to bare
Charles Snyder 