wishful

I wonder if you kept

Some little parts of your existence

Wrapped in the soft cover…

Those that felt so nice to touch

Unexposed to this world of many…

Expecting me to come to them …

When they are new and naïve

The tonal difference

So gradual yet sudden stark

Clearly exhibiting untanned… cured

From …Tanned and expose

Untouched from this worldly malign

Pure and wrapped in white…

Oh they felt so mine…

But that was just too wishful…

And yes you dare to bare

Exposing every bit …

To the smallest pilus…

Not to wonder…

How u evenly tanned…

Let me get more wishful…

And hope to find …

A road that you travelled alone

An unexplored flavor of tea

A new excitement of edge of seat…

And then I wish to share

Everything new… on your flair

And yes I will wait…

For the new growth…

From this shiny waxed skin…