it may not be your level of comfort...but try

i know it may not be your level of comfort...

feeling exposed...maybe a little silly

but,

why not be fanciful and dip into the pleasure 

of allowing that ability to daydream to come alive.

imagine the laughs u will come across,

tripping over naughtiness that will know to make u blush.

imagine delving into a world where love and lust and wantonness and seduction and honesty and caring and empathy are all rolled into one.

why would it be lascivious to desire to gaze upon each others nakedness?

why would it be shameful to lay exposed to each others touch?

why would one cringe at suggestive sexual advances

if we care to take each other in each others confidence

revealing the very innermost we may be uncertain of

and fearful of being judged for such?

i say...dear one...come lay next me

one step higher than i

and let us run amok in imaginings,

sharing thoughts provocative for our nakedness will know

to make us giggle, ever so delightfully

slightly coy and shy...till we realise

it ain't bad at all to

simply lie

and daydream

in the freedom of our nakedness.

RB.