At A Glance
© copyright 2011 J. Derek
Beneath the stars is a darkened glade,
your pale nude body sublime in the shadows,
starkly hidding from a stranger's gaze.
Your panting fear cannot dampen
your sensual luminence and feral desire.
Trapped you are, held tight against the bonds
not of this wooded spot but against your
misunderstood need to exist pristine and be sullied.
There is no contrast between light and dark.
And we need not hide in shadow.