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Naked
Freedom from the constraints of cloth
Spirit unleashed to run under the sun
Dancing without inhibitions in a field
Full of purple and yellow buttercups
Free to feel the nuances of the breeze
Free to absorb the sun's vitamins
Free to flit like a butterfly among the flowers
Naked
Another soul approaches from the west
Instinctively squatting among the buttercups
An old friend, not seen in many years
Embarrassed, covered by nature
Wishing to be able to hug an old friend
Wishing to actively engage in conversation
Wishing to find clothes quickly
Naked
Do folks at nudist colonies have freedom?
Are they free to embrace one another
Or is there distance created by nudity?
Just wondering, thinking of fig leaves…
Wondering about true freedom
Wondering about morals existing deep within
Wondering if Eden can ever exist again
Naked
2Feb12
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