Proximity expands the world without distractions that intrude judgments spawned by the eye dissolve when truth is realized denying lies that dissuade connections blessed as consequence invoking joy where pundits taunt their ignorance is paramount
that pettiness of life spent marking scores inside the mind would deny the status found in an embrace some would reject they measure beauty with false hope that vision knows the hidden realms while denying the greater need to feel another while we live
when the intimate is understood divine touch transcends the flaws the latter being ephemeral illusion cast to the side imperfections melt away if they were there anyway when the treasure is revealed in comforts clasped without regret.
The poem “Intimate is Understood” is about connection. The need to acknowledge another is transcendent, with outcomes from handshaking to *******. Most of daily connection lay between these two extremes. All of connection may defy what larger world may feel is appropriate. The outcome is truly blessed as barriers are dropped and divinity is recognized.