You let him come close
You let him be near
You passively let him peel off a layer
And let him see a bit more of you
Of what he calls your beauty.
He delicately removes another
You let him get a good enough look
And let him admire your splendor
He's astonished.
You're bubbling inside with zeal
You don't let it show
 But a little leaks out
As a spark in your eye.
You gently slip another layer off
Pure, transparent and clear
The real you.
Where you're so dreadfully vulnerable
Exposed, with nothing left to hide.
That's when he'll look closely enough
To find your flaws
And then you suddenly realize
This wasn't beautiful.
You're naked; It's disgraceful.