True Intimacy Poem by Richard Stopps

They say that closeness lies in lovers' bed,
In moments shared beneath the moon's soft gaze;
Yet truer bonds are found in words unsaid,
In tears revealed, past pain in open ways.

For real embrace is when the heart is bare,
When shadows of your past are brought to light,
And still, they hold you, asking not repair,
But offering their hand to ease your plight.

To stand before another, soul exposed,
And find no judgment in their steady eyes—
To feel their love in silence, unopposed,
That's where the deepest form of closeness lies.

Not flesh alone, but souls entwined as one,
Where love is safe, and healing has begun.