I undressed to climb a tree; my naked thighs embraced the smooth and humid bark; my sandals climbed upon the branches. High up, but still beneath the leaves and shaded from the heat, I straddled a wide-spread fork and swung my feet into the void. It had rained. Drops of water fell and flowed upon my skin. My hands were soiled with the moss and my heels were reddened by the crushed blossoms. I felt the lovely tree living when the wind passed through it; so I locked my legs tighter, and crushed my open lips to the hairy nape of a bough.

Pierre Louÿs
The Songs of Bilitis

feel your vulnerability

June 14, 2020

I like you nude, naked against my clothed body. And I love having you in my hands like this. Love to feel your vulnerability. Your body free for my hands, my caresses. Free for my lips, my kisses on your naked skin. Suck your lips. Bite your nipples. Touch your buttocks. See your naked sex. Make it stand between my fingers. Then order you to dress and go…Or maybe not!

without vice or verse

April 26, 2020

To then give you
to him who asked nothing

without vice or verse
without bindings without reverse
without prayers or folds

on the white page
more naked than your skin.

Adeline Baldacchino


October 29, 2019

May I write words more naked than flesh,
stronger than bone

Anne Carson
If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho


October 8, 2019

you’ve seen me naked
your hazel eyes have gazed upon every inch of me
you watched me strip bare
down to nothingness
you have seen the worst and best parts of me
without even talking off my clothes


I think I’m bi

September 8, 2019

Women are so beautiful

take a woman down to her skin
and you can trace the lines of her back
like tracing the curves of silken cloth
every dimple
every curve

the crease of the neck
the elegance of the shoulder blades
the rolling divot of the spinal cord
the curve of her sides
the dimples at the bottom of her spine
her hips
that dint that curves around to her inner thighs
her thighs
her knees
her ankles

the feeling of pressing your naked body up to her naked body
your hands on her hips
your palms in her dimples
your chest on her back
chin in her collar
fingers in her pelvic crease
your lips on her neck
her arse fits into your pelvis
your tongue at her jaw line
hands in between her thighs
teeth pulling at her earlobe
fingers on her cunt
her cum on your fingers
your leg wrapped around hers
your hand tracing her outline
like rolling hills
and smooth

she’s so beautiful
and it’s all so perfect


I am naked

September 1, 2019

I am naked
Without skin and without bone
Enveloped with your desires
Clinging to my Body
You drink all my blood
Until dawn.

He saw her

August 18, 2019

He saw her
walk on the grass,
saw her hips swaying,
heard her sing
some song,
but she unaware
that he was there,
hidden behind a tree,
without knowing
that he could see.

He saw her bathing,
saw her lying
stretched out
in cool water
like a nymph;
took note
of her nudity
before his eyes,
but she unaware
that he could see,
lay freely there.

Seeing her there
pretty naked,
he moaned inside,
his desire bubbled
like a boiling stew,
but still spied on,
for nothing to solve
his pain and lust,
nothing else
would do.

Terry Collet


August 11, 2019

let’s go to a land,
where we can be naked,
where we do not,
have to wear any layers,
underneath our pure soul

we will be so open,
that there won’t be,
anything to hide,
from each other,

we will feel light,
as for all these years,
we have been suffocating,
ourselves with heavy clothes

now is the time,
or it will be never,
to be as open,
as transparent,
as water tonight…


Recently my mother in law and I made plans to go shopping. She came to my house and was in my bedroom as I tried on old clothes – I wanted see what I should keep or toss. I was changing in and out of clothes, so was semi-nude at times, but didn’t think much of it as we chatted away. I had a bathing suit I wasn’t sure if I should keep, so I stripped down naked to try it on.

When my MIL saw me, she remarked on my shaved pussy. “I haven’t seen a grown woman smooth like that,” she said. I was standing near my closet and she came right over and asked if she could touch me. I kind of blushed and said “okay,’ not sure what else to do. She ran her hand and fingers over my bald pussy. She asked a few more questions about how it felt, how often I shaved, and kept remarking how nice I looked. The entire time, her fingers were touching me. I kept blushing and giggling a bit as I answered her questions, too polite to tell her to stop.

Much to my embarrassment, I started to get wet, and she noticed. “Do you like how that feels?” she asked. Now, I really began to blush. I started to stammer and said, “I think so.” She kept touching me, running her finger up and down my smooth lips until I was quite wet and then I felt her finger nudge inside of me. I froze, feeling half scared, half excited and having no idea what was going on, or what to do.

We were standing just inches from each other and she kept stroking her finger in and out of my now very wet pussy. I felt my body surrender to what was happening. I leaned against my closet door and parted my legs slightly, letting her finger me more easily. Very quickly, I felt myself rushing towards an orgasm. I don’t remember how long it took. It seemed like forever, yet I know I was gasping and having spasms in just a minute or two. Finally, when I calmed down, my MIL pulled her fingers out of me and sucked on them and then she kissed me. She smiled and said, “next time, it’s your turn,” and then said we better get going.