Undressing Me

Your eyes, undressing me slowly as
Your hand stay still, but it is way more
Than the physical act. Something has
Us tangled in knots. Let it restore
Confidence as it rolls down with
Everything on the floor. Your jaw,
Unhinged and open. The wordsmith
In you stays quiet as the shirt, bra,
Pants and underwear slide off my
Body easily, but you are undressing
My soul too as it is far from dry  
Along with my mind. All the stressing
Is gone along the feeling of being
Naked in every way right before you
And your eyes as you are seeing
Me for who I am; someone true.