Don’t be afraid to let me see you. <br />Everyone wears masks <br />that cover their disgrace <br />and pain <br />and lusts…. <br />playing for audiences, <br />whether it be near <br />or far away… <br /> <br />I want to see your face, <br />your naked soul in all its <br />gloriousness… <br />(or notoriousness) <br />the velvet contours, as well <br />as the ridges of contempt and <br />condescendence. <br /> <br />Don’t close your eyes to me <br />as I am insignificant… <br />Does it really matter if I see <br />that there is actually nothing but <br />boredom and a hard bone? <br />… if this be the case <br />of course.<br /><br />YURI DURAAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-want-to-see-your-face/
