Intimacy

intimacy:

what is it

about the nature of perception

that qualifies certain passings

as intimate,

not to just reference graphic behaviors

as intimate

but beyond,

to delve into this presence,

to immerse and imbibe,

to exude and to fume,

to merge and fuse,

to ignite and inhale,

converged and confluent,

engaged and conjoined,

fluid and melted,

blended and absorbed,

excited and engulfed.

Help me out here.

Pick from this stream of words

that flow

and swim through.

Leaving these words for feelings

as submersible environments

where subtle senses

are asked to account

for their piqued attention,

for their registration of being.

Now opening and permitted

with an emersion access

to an ambient joy of expression.

This is where emotions become

enormity as embrace,

closeness as comfort,

stillness as caress,

compelling full-emptiness,

sensation without beginnings,

images without focus.

Experience muting its habitat,

to calm and lay fabric,

to the share of soul.

Intimacy . . .