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Intimacy
To know you have it.
Intimacy is understanding.
Whacking her with a pillow.
A love of abandon.
A love for each other.
Swinging her around in your arms.
Not wanting it to end.
No solitude, the obvious.
The feeling of pleasure in the dinner,
the television.
It takes a lot or it's not intimacy.
You're thinking about it as you're
experiencing it.
And yet, the music, the checkers, the talk,
relatively unimportant.
The togetherness is what counts.
But not mere togetherness.
The valuing of thoughts. The valuing.
The cascading of each other's thoughts
and feelings.
A familiar place, a loving place.
She has nothing but total acceptance.
The world is shut out of this joy ride.
Forever.
The world takes on new meaning.
Other people are intrusive.
Intimacy, a psychological capacity worth quality.
This union of souls means love.
Each one belongs to each other.
Intimacy is understanding.
Whacking her with a pillow.
A love of abandon.
A love for each other.
Swinging her around in your arms.
Not wanting it to end.
No solitude, the obvious.
The feeling of pleasure in the dinner,
the television.
It takes a lot or it's not intimacy.
You're thinking about it as you're
experiencing it.
And yet, the music, the checkers, the talk,
relatively unimportant.
The togetherness is what counts.
But not mere togetherness.
The valuing of thoughts. The valuing.
The cascading of each other's thoughts
and feelings.
A familiar place, a loving place.
She has nothing but total acceptance.
The world is shut out of this joy ride.
Forever.
The world takes on new meaning.
Other people are intrusive.
Intimacy, a psychological capacity worth quality.
This union of souls means love.
Each one belongs to each other.
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