I’ve always been too much a fan
Of stripping off my skin-
Gliding my charms into the sins of men-
Found,
I’ve never been.
So catch me now life- I dare you-
Find some reason for the bitter sugar
That’s covering my flesh-
Point your finger at my history
And try to stay coy-
I have not sentenced myself
To dance in shadows
Instead here it is- day
And I’m sitting across from you-
Smiling
Wondering just what it is
You’re wanting to say to me.