Monologues of Sixxx

I am in a band called Masters of Sixxx (http://www.reverbnation.com/mastersofsixxx)
We will be doing a poetry vlog in Noir style soon.
Here will be the first:
* for best reading pleasure, listen to this track: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GDV4Dfe5-Y4

NUDE

Skin
You are taught to hide it
Why?
When your skin is so smooth, beautiful; why mask it in garbs?

Show yourself to me
That which is kept away from light, is sin
Nudity is for those of us privileged few

The very act of viewing naked body is taboo

The jobs we hate
Buying the things we don’t need
Looking, smelling, being nice
Each, a method
Just to get, a view

Sweet, smooth, coveted view of you

Hide small sections of your body with frilly laces
In that lace is darkness and mystery
I instinctively desire to travel my tongue to those places

I can smell your skin
Beneath the perfumes and lotions
I can smell you, I can smell your soul
With calculation, and purposeful stimulation
I can bind your will to my control

Be art for me
Change your position
Strike a pose
Be a gallery for me
Give the gander that only you and your maker knows

Live forever in the film of my memory
A film that is always secret
A film that tickles interests in subconscious infamy
Display your body to me
Enjoy… Feel the pleasure of indecency 

Another entry into the Monologue of Sixxx: 

The Trophy
It is odd...
How women, so many; beautiful... intelligent... unique in their own way
Vie for my favor. To be my "Favorite", a title always in flux, like the angry wave of a full moon.
The open knowledge seemingly driving the ante.

... I the predator, hath become the conquest. The trophy.