We all
Undress at
Some point
Timidly and
Cautious or
Passionately and
Wonton but
Eventually we
Get naked
Often in
The dark
But my
Daybreak has
Happened and
I stand
Before you
Right here
Right now
Blemished and
Old imperfect
No more
Hiding behind
Words or
Romance or
Candlelight or
Mirrors this
Is me
The truth
I have
But one
Regret and
That is
That I
Met you
Late and
Had already
Squandered much
Of my
Forever on
Whomever but
Whatever forever
That remains
Is your
Forever forever
And ever
One more
Conversation with
God last
Night please
Don’t ask
Me for
Answers He
Said I
Give you
Failures and
Surely that
Is enough
What is
Not important
Is how
Far you’ve
Come
What is
Very important
Is whom
You’ve touched
Along your
Way
We all enter
This world alone
Empty purses with
Empty hearts in
Which we then
Place fondness and
Affections and love
We also withdraw
From that purse
The exact same
Things donating them
To others and
Realizing that little
Remains for us
We stand huddled
And alone broken
Until at last
Someone tosses in
A few coins
A few more
And then many
It is not
How full the
Purse is that
Matters it simply
Matters that it’s
Empty for only
Then can it
Be filled again
Again and again
