others see me naked,
they see sensual breasts ripe and full -
they see thighs, soft warm flesh
but
they
don't
see
me.
he's on the outside looking in
seeing only what I wish him to see.
my heart
my soul
he see's my truth
for him
I've laid myself bare.
watercolour and acryic on paper by
deevaa
10-June-2000