Running naked in the house

Running naked in the house

 

Ok don’t tell me you never at least thought about it.

The first time I did I was blushing from head to toe.

 

What freedom it was to lose control,

the exhileration, the thrill.

 

I stripped my self bear, I exposed my true form.

I explored the hidden passion I never knew before.

 

Is it a suprise to know I did this?

Did you blush when you read the words?

 

Would you or have you run naked in the house...

the house of your poems just to explore?

 

Reviews

[Lovely Pattie]

It is like bearing your soul as in being naked. I obtained a visual when i read this which to me means it is greatness. I personally prefer to walk around the house naked instead of run, hehehe. I loved this.

[ron]

You are most welcome Pattie. Naked bodies are far more interesting than clothed ones.

[Lovely Pattie]

Well said ... : )

[MandaBear]

Very interesting poem I dare say. Very clever indeed. Great write

[ron]

Thank you Amanda. xoxoxo

[Frieda P]

You were alone and blushing oh my! Ha, this is cute ron....nothing like being naked, especially skinny dipping....now poetry should always be naked as far as I'm concerned, another clever read.

'I stripped myself bare'...unless you sprouted fur hon ;-)

[ron]

Thank you Frieda. Oh yes poetry should be naked, raw, refined, passionate...ok I'm getting away with my self, lol ;-)

[Frieda P]

I so agree with you here ron...be bold or go home ;-)

[ron]

Lol. So true, so very true. ;)

[Frieda P]

:-)