Nudities

(scribbled in the butterfly notebook after four laps around the traffic circle at 2am with a friend I talk to too much but who still has amazing things to say...)
I had a friend in college who had little problem with being topless or even naked around strangers, but balked at the thought being in a serious, personal relationship with a guy. I thought it strangely ironic how one classification of nudity could be so appealing while another could produce paralyzing fear. My how many ways to naked.
Tonight I wonder, how and where do they meet? To connect the depths of emotional, physical, spiritual and mental intimacy to each other--to create this web in which one may be hung or one may be saved-- what does it entail?
I am Jacob and this is my angel.
I am mystified by this web and cannot fully fathom how to connect them for those I love, or how to accept them from another. Too many careless gifts given and received previously have marred my reactions to the nudities of the human condition, and left me frustrated at my sudden prudish nature.