We will all sleep


How delicious

To reach out

Across the dark sky

And touch

The bare knowledge

That we do not sleep naked


The night air

Tingling at our skin


The touch

Of a thousand thoughts

Hidden in this daily life

Warmed into being

Like steam

From a boiling pot

If only

We were brave


In the light

To our bare ourselves


Even on the coldest of nights

We would sleep naked

Never to be alone, again


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