At another website, I went to today
An interesting comment came my way
The guy referred me to his blog
And I wanted to see it, me being gay.
You see, the handsome lad is a nudist
And an exhibitionist and an artist
And I resonate at the thought, you see,
For so am I, though that is the hardest
Part of my resume for my friends to hear.
One person said it was too much for him
That I was so open and proudly queer.
That people fear even the word nude
Doesn’t really do much to bother me
As my artistic soul is asbestos
And such words can’t burn me.
Well, of course I wanted to see this site
And went there to read and to look.
It was the blog of a hot young artist
Whose life is a delightfully open book.
There were many, many pictures
And feedback in the many comments
From people the world over who write
And bestow well-earned compliments.
Bear in mind, I wasn’t totally pristine;
Once at the blog, I kept looking because
I like good looking guys, and nudists
And in the many pictures, there one was.
A slim brown body, and a beautiful butt
And extremely glad to show it off.
So, I felt I had to look. So what?
Yes, I was glad I made it to this blog
The Naked Artisan’s tumbler page.
It was a trip to both a past time
And a visit to some future age
Where people can be open
And happy and maybe gay
And the people around him
Would have good things to say.
Truth being said, if I were that hot
I would stay naked all the time
Unless a lawman said not
And even then, I would wait
For the armed official to go
And then just like the cop did
My clothing would have to go.
So, thank you, Naked Artisan
Of tumbler dot com fame.
I am delighted to share here
Your location and your name
And how delighted you are
For strangers to see your form.
My thoughts of you are at once
Equally hot and warm.
I wish for you everything
I would wish for me to achieve.
We must somehow be related
I really, seriously believe.