Even in Sleep
Even in sleep she seeks his finger
as if, nursing its tumescence within the palm of her hand,
she could extend the intimacy of intimacy...
© Jonathan Robin – written 10 April 2001
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Intimacy is feared
Lovers fear secrecy
As they both have secrecy.
Intimacy means connecting
The inner core of the two,
Which will expose their weak spots,
Fearing which they fear intimacy.
They want bodily intimacy
Without soul’s intimacy.
Such intimacy betrays trust
And will wreck the very love.
15.12.2010
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The love cycle is barren.
Chances bring contact.
The contacts elicits interests.
The interests fetch intimacy.
Then the intimacy gets cracks,
Which are given patch up.
Later, it meets the dissolution.
The love completes a cycle.
21.03.2001, Pmdi.
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Separate savings
The tightest intimacy
Is the physical intimacy
That husband and wife enjoy.
Their separate earnings
And separate pooling
Would mar that intimacy.
The scarifying tendency
In them will slowly die.
13.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Intimacy
Afraid of intimacy.
A heart that has been stung,
Just once...
Becomes more suspicious,
And less naive...
When a stinging from someone loved,
Is untimely done.
Afraid of intimacy.
Very few are ready to commit to this.
Until assured some consistency,
Is readily given...
In the sharing of mutual needs.
Not many will leave themselves open.
Or acknowledge publicly...
A wish for a love uncompared,
Shared in secret privacy.
And one devoted and discreet.
Afraid of intimacy?
Not me!
Whether private in discreet...
Or publicly displayed on crowded streets.
I seek a one on one!
That would suit me perfectly.
But these days that kind of intimacy,
Seems to be antiquated history.
Afraid of intimacy.
Very few are ready to commit to this.
Until assured some consistency,
Is readily given...
In the sharing of mutual needs.
And that would be my philosophy,
Regarding how I feel about intimacy.
An act complete of 'shared' familiarity.
Not something done to walk away from and leave.
That's nothing more than satisfying a convenience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The married are those who have taken the terrible risk of intimacy and, having taken it, know life without intimacy to be impossible.
quote by Carolyn Heilbrun
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Games are a compromise between intimacy and keeping intimacy away.
quote by Eric Berne
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Principles of Wisdom and Wisdom of Principles
Life links experience in skeins to solve
its crucial questions before we dissolve.
Weave principles round wisdom from within
as asset principal, discarding sin.
If cause/effect equations can evolve,
through equity verse, chapter, must begin.
(c) Jonathan Robin written 22 April 2008
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Statements
STATEMENTS
Statements wide, too neatly cut and dried,
approach the truth as close as most the moon,
name chalk as cheese, cheese chalk, kite thoughts buffoon
in passing caught, hot air - [t]weak tongues untied.
15 April 2001 revised 14 September 2006
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~ Varied Intimacy ~
Multifarious divine intimacy
Varied shades of love
Born from deeper commitment
Ever growing in loving abidance
Spiritual dimensions of intimacy
Varied degrees of value
Transcending encompassing passion
Permeates being, deep within
Maturing love in intimacy
Varied keys of glory
Cascades, by covenant promise
Desire, drawn by attraction
Passion, the essence of intimacy
Varied vastness of manifold love
Fervent desire to draw closer
Blessed consummation of Spirit, Body and Soul
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
1 Corinthians 13v13
And now abide faith, hope and love, these three,
but the greatest of these is love!
poem by Denise Bekker
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When Within My Private Space
I have no time to waste.
Or flair to share.
Nor will I show a false face,
To someone who may be physically attractive...
But has no clue how to spell intimacy.
Or know its location,
Anywhere.
When within my private space.
And I know what it takes,
For my attention to begin thinking...
Of a serious relationship to take place.
Intimacy is where I wish to be!
Unlike Dorothy and Toto,
I am not wishing to get back to Kansas from Oz!
When I'm clicking my heels,
I expect two of us to do that job!
In the heat of whirlwind passion.
When packages are unwrapped,
To touch AND taste...
There has to be intimacy prioritized.
If not,
My interest fades.
Quicker than a tornado takes breathes away.
It is not all about looks.
Or even how great one cooks.
If one can not kiss,
Or know how to fire up...
Rhythm in the hips?
What is the point of it?
Companionship?
I see birds, squirrels...
And hug a few trees,
On a daily basis.
If anything I am given...
And it is free?
The top on my list,
Is intimacy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Intimacy
Last night before you fell asleep
You whispered something to me
Was it just a dream
I'm gonna listen to you close
Coz your goodnight kiss
Felt like a ghost
What are you trying to say to me?
What are you trying to say?
Everybody's searching for intimacy
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Everybody's hurting for intimacy
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Hey yeah
song performed by by The Corrs from Talk On Corners
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More Or Less
Fighting over money.
Yet, I want more.
More money,
More to fight about.
We fight over the lack of intimacy.
Less intimacy.
The more we fight.
So we remove the intimacy.
More fighting over less.
More of me,
Less of you.
The more we fight.
Yet you are diminished even more.
I am full of myself.
My desire to fill you up with me.
Draining yourself of you.
Your identity lost.
Yet I look into a mirror.
With the same result,
Now, I am on the receiving end.
Our logic defies all logic.
My piece of mind,
Or my mind of peace.
It depends.
More or less.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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When intimacy is past
When intimacy, the body’s bliss
is past, as is the last kiss
while you against me fulfilled sleep
some feelings linger and others remain very deep.
There is something more than to touch, to see,
something more than mere intimacy
something that comes unseen
that changes us from what we have been.
A kind of determination, call it principle,
a thing surer than the mere human will,
a kind of devotion that stays true
in everything that we do.
It has a kind of nobleness that in our lives does fit,
if it is not love, then I do not really know it.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The time and space
The intimacy one had with another
Was the contribution of time and space.
On reunion one cannot expect the same.
Intimacy suffers when the space differs
27.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Whirling Wheels of Change
All changes at each station stop,
as some jump on, off others hop.
A few with you the journey spend
from the beginning to the end.
Some with the wind spin as a top
when tables turn then off they drop.
Some hand in hand take arms, defend
your cause, and, tender, heartache mend.
Acquaintances along the way
appear, uncertain is their stay,
for there are some who one short day
take time, make trouble, before they
all hospitality gainsay,
leave empty promises of May.
”long cool sequestered way” we wend
each day, - though few may count as friend
how precious each, no need to sop
when reciprocity won’t stop.
The train of life rounds one last bend,
it is your own turn to descend.
As Charon ploughs another crop
someone else must mind the shop...
© Jonathan ROBIN Poem written 12 December 1974 & 12 April 2005
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Once more unto the [B]Reach, Dear Friends
Once more extend your reach, fair friend, revise!
None who on laurels stand can raise praised bay,
Charm birds from trees however hard pen tries,
Enraptured, keep time's creeping lines at bay.
Moreover meaning may with each revision
Open more windows, clearer writer link
Reader who shows often indecision,
Ease seeks through white write black and blue true [th]ink.
Unto the breach once more, make mind outreach,
Nuances shading, fading froth away,
Turning potter's wheel words' clay to teach
Oncoming generations of their Way.
THE gem, once polished, one more chance deserves,
REACH out, revise, streamline rhyme's sinews, curves.
[c] Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet ONCE MORE UNTO THE REACH written 8 June 2008 robi3_1390_robi3_0000 AWX_IXX
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The Inner Side Of Your Perfection
to get intimacy
you make love
to be more intimate
you need to make love some more
like a string of
buds of
tiny flowers
seemingly you want it without
an ending
eternity & infinity
side by side
but there is no intimacy in intimacy
since after each lovemaking
you return to the
emptiness of your arms again
less the other arms of those
other nights & other nights
before them
a cold night returns
with empty hands
and winds begin to pass
by your face
between your eyes
beyond your
hair
outside all of you
finally you try embracing yourself again
as though
you are another distinct set of arms
unto your
inner arms
and then you become one
without need
of any other
silent and
complete
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Chastity in seclusion
Proximity is a deadly enemy
To unwanted intimacy.
Proximity alone is incapable
Of bringing intimacy
Unless women find in men
Some appreciative traits
That appeal to them irresistibly.
Chastity thrives in seclusion.
12.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Relationship With God?
depth of intimacy is our choice
yet God ever seeks
an intimate relationship with us
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Society- a necessary evil.
Society is resistant.
But for it, where is your pride?
Without it, where is identity?
In privacy, where is intimacy?
You can’t walk without resistance.
23.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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