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134th Weekly Poetry Contest winner: The First Time I Saw Her Naked

by Ryan Stone

The first time I saw her naked

I blushed, despite imagining her often
unclothed -- long caramel legs
arabesque honed, perhaps a soft tuft
to cover their tryst. I'd dreamt 
creamy breasts with rose petal tips
that would stiffen and rise
in the moonlight. 
The first time I saw her naked,
I stood with her mother --
the woman who bore her, 
and the boy who adored her, 
alone with death in the room.

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