Naked Words

My words walked naked down a highway

But crashes ensued

And the traffic stopped

My words were dangerously beautiful

So I clothed them in metaphor

Nothing flowery

The literary equivalent of a little black dress

And they were happy

When people saw their grace

When others didn't find them brazen

But if you get to know them

If you learn to love them

If they love you in return

You might get to see their beauty

As I birthed them

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