Naked
I'm standing
in front of
you
waiting for eyes to see.
But they don't
they all look past me,
look through me.
And I hang my head
maybe in shame.
maybe in hurt.
maybe in pain.
disappointed? and sad?
I'm tired of waiting.
I'm tired of looking.
I'm tired of hoping.
If you see
touch.
Bring my flesh back to life
and take me away from transparent.
Bring the fire back inside my eyes
and the radioactive energy to my nucleus.
Ignite and set a light to that beacon inside
that lights the world
and your life.
If you see,
Touch.
Touch and let it be known.
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