I NEVER TOLD HER I SAW HER NAKED

I never told her I saw her naked,
 the door just ajar
   as she was changing.

Nary a whisper between us
 In that brilliant morning light, but, oh!
   How she spoke to me!

Where is she now?
 What is she wearing?
   Has she forgotten I
    Was ever there?

But oh! I was! Right there!
 I see her still, awash
  In that slanting golden sunbeam,
   Her tender pinks and whites.

                        Rick Park