Love, has robbed you <br />of your clothes <br /> <br />except for high high heels <br />pearls & long elegant gloves. <br /> <br />Love pauses us at this <br />ridiculous stage <br /> <br />holds us in this <br />dressed/undressed pose <br /> <br />me almost naked <br />except for my wristwatch <br /> <br />ticking as madly as a heart <br /> <br />as we fall & laugh <br /> <br />& your pearls become <br />unstrung & one by one <br /> <br />dance across the linoleum <br /> <br />like an untalented tap dance act <br />that doesn’t stand a chance at an audition <br /> <br />and you smile & kiss me & whisper: <br /> <br />“Perdition...alas I am <br />undone, sir! ” <br /> <br />The fading afternoon sun <br />covers our nakedness <br />smiles: “Ah, lovers! ”<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-very-naked-name-of-love/
