How woefully amusing is it
to realize some believe
possessing mere ******
assets is a treasure.

If only they realized those
are too insignificant
compared to the most luring
assets of their mind.

Realize revealing the naked parts
of their psyche is more
luscious than ******* the layers
from their bodies.

Realize uncovering the shapes
of their thoughts is
more irresistible than flaunting
the curves of their physique.

Realize there's no true pleasure in
having an ideal form that all chase,
but actual privilege lies in carrying
the invisible form with effortless grace.