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What is your perception of ideal intimacy?And----
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RaVeN
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Nicola said:And yet another post brought down to your level, Raven
Actualy, I'm now in the bonus round. If you check you'll see that I've visited this thread before.
And are you suggesting that what I said isn't the truth??? Gosh, let a fella try to spread a little wisdom....
RaVeN
Stella Leanna
Member
By this, do you mean having an intimate relationship with the opposite sex? (although is it possible with the same sex? HAHAHA)
I think this would best be answered by someone who's already been in love. Or is in love. Unforunately, I never have, sad, really. =(
I think this would best be answered by someone who's already been in love. Or is in love. Unforunately, I never have, sad, really. =(
Stella Leanna
Member
Martin said:The farting-bit is true.
Cheers, Martin
HAHAHAHAHA I can just imagine.
tugger
Member
I think that everyone has done well in describing that intimacy that we all seek. But, even the most ideal intimacy can be fleeting. I thought I'd found it with someone once. I had never totally handed my heart to anyone before her. We were perfect together. Of course, that was before she dumped me...
Anyway, here's a poem I wrote about her not long ago:
A MEMORY
I remember you in the morning,
The soft light from the window
Slanting across your body
Lying there. Your unkempt hair
Cascading along the pillow
And a tiny, fallen curl from your lash
Reposing gracefully on your cheek.
Your eyes still closed but no longer asleep
Your smile prepares to say
Something silly and astounding.
But I do not remember your words,
Only the low, pointed shadows
Created by your rising breasts
And the sticky sweet smells
Of the night before.
The rain falls today as I remember you.
My arms ache from all the caring.
And like you I do not sleep alone.
You have become a friendly name in old journals
Telling me softly, that sometimes regret
Is impossible to find.
-- tugger
Anyway, here's a poem I wrote about her not long ago:
A MEMORY
I remember you in the morning,
The soft light from the window
Slanting across your body
Lying there. Your unkempt hair
Cascading along the pillow
And a tiny, fallen curl from your lash
Reposing gracefully on your cheek.
Your eyes still closed but no longer asleep
Your smile prepares to say
Something silly and astounding.
But I do not remember your words,
Only the low, pointed shadows
Created by your rising breasts
And the sticky sweet smells
Of the night before.
The rain falls today as I remember you.
My arms ache from all the caring.
And like you I do not sleep alone.
You have become a friendly name in old journals
Telling me softly, that sometimes regret
Is impossible to find.
-- tugger
third man girl
New Member
tugger said:
Poet, once again, you have written a beautiful, sweet poem. Everything is explained and yet it leaves me asking questions. And that is how it should be, for me.
The last two lines are thought-provoking. I wish I could do that - have regret 'impossible to find'.
And I wish you could teach me to write sweet poems. When I try to 'do' sweet, all the negative stuff creeps in. It would be lovely to be in your head for a little while.
Third Man Girl
third man girl
New Member
PS You should put your poems in Writer's Showcase. People don't read every thread (at least I don't), and might miss them.
Third Man Girl
Third Man Girl