How my soul felt

Threesomes for hedonist shame,
our brains all over the place,
we trade yarns for barns,
the tubers on our bodies
need a home.

Hours, minutes, secs
darkened silhouettes,
goose bumps slow down
the race cars our palms became,
we come from several trials

And today, the light concurs,
the night diffuses into naught,
breaks open my spirit,
right through my clothed heart
and my soul felt naked

LARDO