Hiding Behind Walls

I remember picking up a book as a kid and reading about Adam and Eve

After eating the apple, they felt so ashamed that they covered themselves in leaves

Every since then, if that's the beginning of man, we've all decided to wear clothes

From hats to scarfs, to shirts and pants, we're covered from our heads to our toes

Yet, it's plain to me

It's plain to see

That bodies were not designed for clothes

Such beauty, our muscles, and dexterity, hidden away, such a woe

Some say that clothes were just to protect us against the surrounding elements

Cold and heat, bugs such as fleas, all bring their own detriments

Another reason for clothes is that we don't hide

But there's only certain people with which our bodies confide

Not every prying eye deserves to see

What lies underneath, so we refer to some parts as privacy

Before we developed the words such as "Date"

Clothes were more used to discern who we allow as our mate(s)

Even though there's people one might wish to caress

Clothing bars the entry, so one must be given access

Yet, when it comes to clothes, with closets full, some swear

That they have nothing to wear

Yet, why wear something when trying to look cute

When Your lover (and You) might prefer Your birthday suite

Why cover up and hide behind clothing's walls

When You're just as loveable (if not even more so) with "Nothing at All"