I am naked, here, just made coffee
My hair is wet, water dripping down my
Neck and back, I am naked
I walk to the closet, pick out white panties
I am naked and wet, and I pull on white panties
I pick out a bra and blouse, still almost naked and wet
I walk into the kitchen and pour a cup, hands shaky
Almost naked, and still dripping, my hair clings to me
I look you up, sitting in white panties and nothing else
Holding a cup, of steaming coffee, steaming like me
We talk, I am dressed now, but still naked and wet
For you, my love, there are no veils, no curtains drawn, no
Doors locked
For you, no matter what I am wearing,
I will always be, naked and wet