pasty white is the new tan my skin has lost the ability to produce melanin & i wear colorful clothing so the emt’s can find me when it’s time to resuscitate. sometimesi strip in front of cliffs at nude yoga retreats in dover & i am lost in sunshine, that if it weren’t for hair on my chest & nether i’d have no discernible hues at all. but even sometimesrising from the sea i become brushstrokes, a feathered demigod of little substance in shades of white & shadow, an impression of desire & i am gratefulfor the artist’s eye my partner seems to have. he sees the presence of all color in the light reflected from my body & he assures me that tan was never all it was said to be. ~~~
I really like the vulnerability juxtaposed with the proud acceptance of self & gratiture for your partner, Rob. The cliffs of dover really help to set a scene! I'd remove the "but even" before the second "sometimes" - maybe replace with "& ".