All Nakedness themed posts appear in other categories but are also collected here. This way, I can access them easily for when I get ready to put together The Naked Book.
Not a story not a poem yet neither shan't un-rhyme nor roam And for today come what may so like our love will heed we'll prey Upon my life into our future DA Naked History will thus en-suture ------ Blessed... m(___)m
Awake in my body business taking care feeling my love she's always there Here now there not for long share a dream dare a song At peace with the social marrow to the core healing my soul that's what it's for There then fear not again stake a mind make amends Alive to her beauty [...]
All the waste all the time all the plastic all the grime They/we always knew We/they never grew All the pain pleasure privilege all destruction ancient village Getting yours getting mine proles will grovel mind the mines Here/now meet our fate then/when time to little Shines too late ------ Blessed... m(___)m
the seat of my pants there will be consequences time to stand in line ------ Blessed... m(___)m
The plan is in the moment what happens each and every now Neither precludes nor foments my thinking why, wherefore and how Any who pay attention might fancy form without a- scance Only my love's retention can move the tools within my pants ------ Blessed... m(___)m
No made up stories here this art is life Born of courage fully actualized aware Given without explanation clause or catch My sweetheart will know ------ Blessed... m(___)m
Inspired by my love tools from the seat of my pants will transcend the state ------ Blessed... m(___)m
It would appear (my commitment is clear) ART (my dear) is all (I fear) one might expect (in here) Random categorization (as is my want) denying mitigation (of tort or taunt) or content creation (apart from font) for fandom fraternization (avidly avoiding vaunt) or NOT ------ Blessed... m(___)m
The world in focus A reason for shaky ground Sudden tears of joy ------ Blessed... m(___)m
As the earth shudders and crumbles beneath the feet of that part of me clinging to continuity My polemic looks on The peaceful powerful vantage-point from which I embrace another aspect of self That which waits patiently wafting with the winds of possibility The exasperated expressions of so many minions Of the monkey-minded Effect nothing [...]