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You Would Not Care to See Me Naked .. Surely

                                                       You would not care, to see me naked these days, surely
                                                                                      as indeed, I do thee ..
                                                         And although, these words of mine, mouthed soft are
                                                                                    meant for you, entirely
                                                          I fear their meaning, might get lost, in their dubious
                                                                                   migration, as they dance
                                                         their way, from me to you, across the skies and seas ..
                                                                                   Indeed, each scar I wear
                                                         today, as God is my holy witness, I do bare for thee ..
                                                                                   And so remember this
                                                    dear heart, each stone they cast to drive me from thy bed
                                                                                did once leave the hands
                                                   of hypocrites, and liars, who wear their own shells darkly ..

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Marion

Absolutely stunning write Neville, 
'who wear their own shells darkly'
Love that line...overall a zillion stars my friend x

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Neville

I feel honoured and am humbled and drowning in stars, my dear lady M :) x

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