How did you sense me
when you saw me for the first time?
Dress slips away, and I stood naked before you.
Not knowing what to expect.

You took to me to your wild waters,
and now, still, I try to catch your crisp airs.
Still believing in beauty.

Your scars mark me
and they increase and cut deeply.

Where do I find this paradise?
Where is your innocence? Your confidence?

I see you always lying in wait,
my own predator,
waiting for the perfect moment,
unexpected, to spring your surprise.

I'm still here, naked once again.
Just as you saw me that very first time.
A woman from all your dreams of yesterday,
and all your hopes for tomorrow.
A natural woman, and yours.