Bare.

It is okay, right?
To bare not just one's shoulders.
But to bare the soul.

My mind wanders here.
The dirty smudges seem fitting.
Life is not perfect.

Am I too old to?
I mean the naked shoulders.
But the bare soul, too.

Welcome nakedness.
Smudges, your imperfections.
Hello and welcome.

Day 14 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.