Naked

I want to feel naked enough sometimes.
Naked for my emotions to fall off my mind.
Feel naked over my face, as it might show its real tone even on a sunny day.
And sometimes when it rains, I do want to feel naked and let my hair dance and swing in the rain.

I want to feel naked enough sometimes.
Naked so that I can utter to every word that comes randomly in my mind.
I want my toes to feel naked so that when I have raised them high enough, they can feel the wetness and softness of the cloud.

I want to feel naked enough sometimes.
So that I will stick out my tongue and I can feel the dust in the air.
Sometimes I just want to let open and stay naked, to feel light so that I could be a balloon for a day and keep floating and keep stirring on the water by the night.