Hidden Knowledge

I stare at my naked body

in the mirror, 

my feet,

the curves of my legs,

my brown eyes,

the ways my wet hazel hair

curls and travels downward

until my eyes rest on my chest.

My nipples look at me 

with a mischievous smile.

They have seen things 

I never have and I never will,

like so many points of view 

of me wearing my shirt 

and not seeing anything.