Nudity
I am unraveling my soul,
shedding the scales
that cover my body,
opening wounds
I thought had healed,
and almost without pain,
deep within my skin,
scratching just a little,
I find solitude,
true solitude,
known only to
wounded lovers,
or to those who,
unintentionally,
never loved,
never knew how to love,
or could not.
