Could we consider
cutting away
these lived layers
that distance us?

Could we erase
the confines of convention,
societal standards, and
ridiculous rules?

Could we strip through
our pretty painted masks
to uncover
the savages
lurking beneath?

Could we forsake,
this once,
carefully crafted illusion
for the pocked, marked truth?

I ask because my heart aches to meet you in The Sacred Place.

There,
finally free,
finally clean,
I would offer
my scarred ugliness
and my most unadulterated beauty
to you.

Just you,
Only you.
For ever.