Barefoot

 
I remember spilling coffee
in your pants and you took them off,
at my request,
to be able to treat the stain and dry.

You said before that the pants were
the only thing between your skin and the air.

I told you it was no big deal
because nudity never
had hurt my eyes.

You said being uncomfortable
and the air reddened around us.
So you looked at me and asked
for me to take mine off too...

PAR