small, true, soft, free
sometimes,
stripped—
masks and costumes
of the woman I’ve created
fallen in a heap
about my feet—
I savor the lightness
of nudity
and slip into a
smaller
truer
softer
freer
space
as pleasant
and risky as
skinny dipping
smaller—
efforts
to be impressive
discarded
truer—
pretending
to be who I am not
abandoned
softer—
demands
to be always smart and strong
dropped
freer—
requirement
to be pleasant and pleasing
waived
my essential self
so settled
in Love that I
relax
meander
play
too soon,
too often,
ego pouts, protests, panics
grasps for
someone or
something to
enlarge
enhance
sharpen
reassign
her
and yet,
sometimes,
Love gifts
space where
I live
small
true
soft
free