Even when you drop a towel or a dress
When your free skin covered with less
You feel probing eyes searching delight
Exploring your human suit if they might
You hide where prying vulgar eyes can't
Squent them sideways even at slaunt
But deeper inside hiding commotion
Use it daily to make real the notion
That a dream is real where we all meet
Blocked by ego all while we all sleep
Arno Le Roux
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