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Prose Poetry #1 - Skinny Dipping

  • Writer: Monchanok
    Monchanok
  • Jul 21
  • 1 min read

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I removed the last piece of my clothes and laid it on the ground where you were patiently waiting.


I tested the water by dipping one foot in. It was not cold. The only thing that covered my bones was my own skin.


Shameless  — that was how I was in front of you.


Powerless  — as I was only a fragment in this immense depth of yours.


I skinny dipped in you, let your water caress my soul.


Your wiped my tears dry and lifted me up. Said you and I were one. Therefore, I would never sink.


Minutes, hours, or lifetimes had passed. I blinked and woke up to a warm morning.


I tried to search for traces of the dreams, nothing was found but a warm sunlight coming through my window.

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"Monchanok" is my full name. I'm based in Chiang Mai, Thailand. I like travelling solo. I am a homebody while enjoying a lot of active hobbies. Meeting you here is a pleasure!

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