I love being naked.
Taking my panties off,
and throwing them in the corner.
Taking my BVDs off,
and heaving them across the floor.
I love being naked.
No t-shirts on, no blue jeans on,
no under garment to wear.
Just the bare necessties.
Just me, myself and I, standing
all alone in my birthday suit.
I love being naked.
Absolutly, no clothing over my body whatsoever.
My body bursting with action.
Waiting to get a sun tan.
Waiting to quiver in the shower.
Waiting for soap to go all over.
I love being naked.
Will somebody please throw me a towel?
Kim Robin Edwards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-love-being-naked-2/
