Easy to dress and hard to address.

I may
be soft
but at least
I’m not
afraid
of my own
skin.

Do you see me?
When I look at you, and my hearts beating fast and my breaths caught in my throat
Do you hear me?
When I'm whispering softly into your sunny hair and against your smile
Do you feel me?
When I trace your skin with my fingertips wishing I could sink into you