The only way
To achieve Intimacy
Is by adding
Trust with truthfulness
This exposes us
To a diverse
Number of intimacies
Any other equation
Besides that one
Leaves one fractionalized
And not whole
Category: happines
Masterpiece
Like almost everything
Else ever imagined
You did appear
As something grand
Much too large
To understand then
At first glance
So I sat
And simply gazed
At you studying
As one does
With a Ruben
Or a Seurat
Piece by piece
By peaceful piece
Until I understood
That somethings aren’t
Meant to be
Mine but rather
Only ever known
From a distance
Thereby letting you
Go to be
A masterpiece to
Someone that can
Display your beauty
In a hall
Grander than mine
LittleRoom
I live in
A room in
A house and
People bring me
All sorts of
Things all sorts
Of things really
Troubles problems jokes
Lunch and dinner
Bills to pay
Things to want
Hair brained ideas
And oh comfort
I like my
Very little room
With my Bach
And my Bethoven
My disco afternoons
And jazz nights
I stay here
Others escape here
In my tiny
Very little room
Tickle (for Egon Frank)
Like a leaf
That falls upon
My shoulder on
It’s way to
The forests floor
Or a snowflake
That lands upon
My tongue before
Disappearing there or
A bubble whose
Surface shimmers a
Rainbow before delicately
Popping or even
Like that one
Old stale joke
That makes me
Spit out my
Drink before I
Erupt in laughter
I enjoy most
In life being
Tickled a tickle
To me is
Like the finger
Of God on
My ribs reminding
Me that despite
Everything else I
Am still here
ForgiveForget
I beg you
I’m begging you
Before we begin
To understand this
I will forgive
I will forgive
You for everything
Everything you do
If to me
Or to others
Or even yourself
Because that’s love
But I won’t
I won’t forget
I will never
Forget I won’t
Forget them and
I won’t forget
You because if
I love you
And forgive you
It’s impossible for
Me to ever
Ever forget you
I beg you
I’m begging you
To understand this
Before we begin
That you can’t
You simply can’t
Have one and
Not the other
They are twins
