Over a little Nudity?
It is just some skin that hides
The things we have inside.
I like being in the nude
Especially when I’m viewed
By women short and tall
Who might desire to see it all.
I have always been excited
At the thought of being sighted
By women sipping liquored drinks
Who would tell me what they think.
Oh, to find myself so bare
(Under inebriated stares)
T’would be a welcome event.
Naked for their merriment.
Would they touch me in places bare,
Or would they simply never care?
Would they smile and be amused
Or simply perplexed? Perhaps confused?
A nudist camp was meant for me,
Although a place I’ll not likely be.
Here in Wisconsin’s Northwood sun,
There is not enough heat to make it fun.
Though I could be naked and at ease,
I would not welcome a chilly breeze.
I am sure that there must be rules
To never freeze the family jewels.
While I am sure that there are those,
Who would never shed their clothes,
I am one who would find it fun
To be as naked as they come.
But it would have to be
Where the sun meets the sea.
Southern Florida’s tropical sun
Is the kind of place to have this fun.
