A
Flower
Which was
Into the bud
Is blooming out with its wonder.
A
Butterfly
Which was
Into the pupa
Is coming out with its attraction.
A
Day
That was kept
Hidden in the darkness
Is getting out with its brightness.
It
Appears
To be undressing
Before me, a social being.
And allure me with naked beauty.
I
Am
Only drinking
The nectar of nudity.
But, hardly be bared as of unsocial.
