A Poem A Day, Day Sixteen

intimacy

The space between our two skins

divided by two and by two and two

still holds a universe of space.

The closer we look, the smaller the context

and the larger the distance between

what we
can know about each other
and what we can hold.

However, it is not madness to talk about intimacy.

You just can’t measure it
because
when it happens
we disappear.

This was first published here.

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