My Fig Leaf

I have discovered

that real intimacy

isn’t a stage

or a stepping stone

It is everything

For my secrets

belong in

my private sanctuary

But even more so

in the gaze

of the one

who truly sees me

Before her

I am naked

Sometimes

in my foolishness

I sew a fig leaf

And yet

the one who loves

Sees into my

thoughts

dreams

hopes

This is my

nakedness

And the fig leaf

i wear for the world

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