I've heard a few definitions of love
Some pleasant, some deep ..
Some flowers, some weep ..
But to me, an idiot in this affair
Simply, love is being naked
With intimacy of words, promises and touch
Stripping off of every pretend
Thought raw, let out as they are felt.
No insecurities hidden,
As we create safe heavens in our embrace
Scars of past and marks left by time
None left untold, unseen between the lovers
Some more reasons,
As to me why love is being intimate,
Bodies might remain apart but souls are entangled
The existence of one embraces another
Traversing one soul to it's extent,
Every speck light seen
Every dark creek touched
Of lovers in love, this intimacy I seek
The love of mine will be this intimate .


© TofN
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