To be naked is our greatest strength as it eliminates all the pomp and circumstance that clothes conceal us to our eyes and to the eyes of others!

 Clothes have their place but should not be

That which displaces us and robs us from

Ourselves as we are never realLy truly ours

Ourselves hidden away in costume in guise

In roles and riches and rags and threadbare 

Shiny soft glitzy sparkly satiny finery that

Takes ours and others eyes away from us 

As we are born to be seen on scene screen

As nakedly naturally normally bare to just

Our skins our hides our asses butts pricks,

Vaginas tits hair pubic public humans X

So unposed so unadorned X cept with

Jewelry of shells and stones and wood

And minerals and natural colors from

Ashes and barks and muds and woods

Leaves, minerals and so much that

Nature provides that is natural and

Not chemicals and additives to dupe

Us and make us pay more in makeup,

Too, as those that lure us to these pro-

Ducts spend the least they have 5o,

Make the most they can, and with our

Hard earned money laugh and smile

All the way to their banks thinking to

Themselves “;suckers! “ more where

They came from, we love our false &

Baseless claims to help them be getter

Knowing all the time that they are just

Fine just the way they are poor fools!

I know better of course, I am soooooo

Fine just the way I am, no scam no foul

I am weak and I am preyed upon on screen being a blatant mix of obsessive cock a do a oodle of cock will do you will cluster together and do do diddle doodle dab grab dabble scrabble my fece my face my ass mon cul mi nagas tembem tambien bien bueno bountifullnthrust and grabs pulling closer again encore again to gain maximum real release of balls balling and busting me oooh oohhPEnbWIDE sez Alladin Tarzan Bat Masterson Zorro and Zorba!

Queer butt ends , no cigs, no cracks at gaysUpended, back-ended, cracks parting yeahThunder strikes poking  punks parkingGross gathering raw rawhides leathers

Dropping,mdown to their bare kneesNothing off limits,mocked stokedStacked so heaving hangings the Brain silenced silhouettes of dark

Hiding from eyes that pry open ourInnards and throw out our gutsTo hungry bastard and bitches soON their prowl without clothes

Naked, ready to bust to burst toSilence pangs and thirsts and soMa woman other issues cried intSo many tissues thrown and yes

Flushed down drains and into soMan woman other baskets-of-wasteAll started from thrusts from ourVery own waists with ape-large

Tizers tazers razors quazers So easy to slip, no one to catch us, They are there, too falling constant,There is no grace just goose and

Everyone get a gold d gander ofThis, human spillage, beings beSo very broken without spare tiresThey just have to shake it all of of

Them, get on and be off and goingAs if nothing really ever happenedAnd YET unhinged and growing Further the absolute messes they

Are without much of a future soFalling so far from ant tree andBecoming QUICKnso very unrecognizable  sadness so!

Sweat on their brows , they know Not how any of this occ yet withOr without any of them knowing!?!?

I admit it, I am an exhibitionist at heart!

I am just a cock whore wanting to be physically penetrated, violated, loved, greased, ground, pound, pierced, punctured, played, betrayed, filled with so much gunk and sea men all at once, repeatedly Pete-edly I pass out and become supremely sublimely oblivious to all in a state of fallen from grace disgrace ace! Assed space!

 

Cock me good fair frantic frisky fearless feisty mmmmmm yummoohhhh men

All at once, trounce pounce denounce mmmmmm my sorry merry willing ass!

We all want it, no matter who we are, we all want this in some fashion

We are so scared about it that we cannot finish any of it in our heads,

We are unable to finish our desires, our fantasies are so incomplete,

We are not available to others, much less to ourselves as he crave to

Be loved, touched, held, hugged, budgeted till we cannot help ourselves.

We are so timid, too afraid, we cannot go where it seems most natural

To go, to be, to be there, had, mad, glad, bad, sad, cad, your pad, mine!?

Drink helps and if we are in control of our addictions to wine , beer and

More, we may in fact survive it all as others are thereafound us d we 

All let loose and have our ways, have our days, enjoy our states of

Undress, dismays, plays , flays, crays, prays, utter and complete sooo

Going along without restraints, without barriers, without walls, just

Us trusting and soooo Hopi g for the very best and not the very worst

Which happens as for most of us let loose we are a total, utter disgrace!

My naked being is my anchor, finding my foundation, filling in my body, building my self esteem, bathing my soul

 I am so afraid that I have lost that meaning

I am myself lost amongst the man/woman

I am cause enough to rally to pick myself

Up naked off my bed as I sleep comfortably 

Sooooo sublimely simply myself naked and

Have socks on only when extremely cold

As my nakedness is me and my invitation

To myself and others to join me nakedly 

And we can explore ourselves and the other

And gain back the basic confidence of feel,

So feeling grand and not ashamed or not

Embarrassed at our mutual bareness our

Female and male brut raw primitive bearness

As we are born u educated, we have nothing

Just the skin on our bones and organs and

So we must learn how to handle ourselves

And celebrate ourselves and all that is us!

Go on, take me as I am!

Do it!

Kiss me tender, kiss me rough, kiss me!

Being true being mending not scared and yet terribly scared! Like all of us! Scared shitless!

 Love my liberty, it seems so vague so evanescent!

It is fleeing fleeting flighty fragile fragrant fresh

So fraught with absolute consuming terror to scare 

The very mightiest of all of us, me included, I am

So afraid, I am so helpless and yet so fearless and

So brave, I go forth, I March forward, I claim my

Uncertainties, my quests and questions and try and

Figure out my proper gender as the internet and so

Much free and available nakedness of the sex’s and

Everything in between has flung me into a spiral of

Possibilities and things that I have never done, so

Never seen or thought of before, so much to possibly

Experience and come to understand or come to grips 

With that. I fucking wonder who the fuck I really am,

What I can or may be, what the hell I have been missing,

Why am I so bloody naive, I am a blithering mess, areal

Fucked-up mature 70 year old man that is wondering so

Often : “ what the guck am I, what the fuck is all of thisM?”

So scared to be true and visible and understood, real and not fake to ourselves, we hide within ourselves from ourselves for fear we may not recover or go on if we see who and what we really are!

 We are scared to death of what and who we really are!

We cannot face the reality of what we really are so we

Remain perpetually caged and behind bars for fear of

What we might do if we acted and lived as ourselves

Free to be exactly ourselves. It scares us to death and

So we hide and live in constant fear of ourselves and

Our powers over others to inviolate inialate  them yes

Pulverize them and us to smithersmuthereens so dast 

Dastardly so that we hide hide hide in deathly fear of

Ourselves and our immense powers of pure destruction

Of the human race and as life on this planet as we know it!

I am so sickly fixated with penises and hairy bodies naked and animal, so scared to admit it, so silenced in fear,mit arouses me greatly just to see the word “ faggot “, male naked gay sex, imaging I may, be, too!

 

Am I or am I just addicted to male nudity?

The more body hair on male or female

The more aroused I get, fantasies behind

My closed eyes more potent than those on

oN, better OFF, more arousing, more piercing,

More effective, more climatic than on screen,

I dance, groan, I strut my gay nakedness like

A naked wild bull in a pen with a naked mature

Matador with his steely long sword and blood-

Drenched cape and troubadour hat, those shoes

Too, that dust wrenched up, the smell of sweet

Sweat, the abundant wild body hair, the feel of

This moment, my life or my death!? That instant

Of arousal, the fired-up loins, the lions let loose,

The other raging bull, forget that matador, just

Give me that , those raving mad- nostril bulls,

To lead me to climax, to invade me my person

My mouth and the whole of  asshole , to claim

Then as rightfully theirs, to make my penis te so

Spend pound grow, e flame engorged hot red blood,

A total complete sill of all my senses my manhood

About to burst into molten semened beautiful release

Breed me my loins repeating overflowing me so to so now

Blow out my brains and cook my male nakedness forever

Till you bulls fuck me with rampant penises once again!

Whether or not I am I am a happy mature 70 yr old 

Naked handsome , beautiful wine-bellied man! I am!!