softly touching, bodies move
an air of beauty fills the room
and liberation's not a fight
where I find myself tonight
and strangers hands caress my skin
and take me to a place
that is so far from caution
and has no use for disgrace
and naked bodies soothe me into
natural states of being
I'm not afraid of showing
parts of me so seldom seen
then she leads me to the alter
to be worshiped by its idols
there's no such thing as jealousy
and no one is my rival
all ages and all colors
and all ways of living life
take me deep into their arms
and whisper everything's alright
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