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Beneath Nature's Wings
Getting my nude on
beneath the Hippocratic eyes
of dubious doubters
who have lost bouquets
being the squatters
to observe the nakedness
of you and I
focusing on the shadow of my being
into the midst of recurring dreams
my own Michelangelo
and not someone's Salomé
in a pale blue satin chemise
being naked is a gift
beneath nature's wings,
wear it with a smile
yet the witnesses of hypocrisy
know not what God looks like
listening to their own echoes
thinking they are King David,
uncensored
beneath the Hippocratic eyes
of dubious doubters
who have lost bouquets
being the squatters
to observe the nakedness
of you and I
focusing on the shadow of my being
into the midst of recurring dreams
my own Michelangelo
and not someone's Salomé
in a pale blue satin chemise
being naked is a gift
beneath nature's wings,
wear it with a smile
yet the witnesses of hypocrisy
know not what God looks like
listening to their own echoes
thinking they are King David,
uncensored
Published 4th Mar 2023
Author's Note
No antidote for being stupid.
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