Intimacy

“The reality time forgot”. The blessing of our lives is dedicated to the essence that is love; without love there is no romance or purpose beyond ourselves. Therefore love creates and identifies all that is purely happy/ all that is functionally the elements called peace, or life, or harmony, or hope. Within this reality comes intimacy as the basis and foundation for creating our home, inside each other as one.
Intimacy exists, at the edge of time/ because in this truth separated from the measurements of human existence, our decision becomes; the essence of who we, as ourselves; can be to each other. What we have to contribute or share/ what is the limits and kind, of our caring/ what is true about our relationship as one comes to reveal the critical distance between our hearts. We cannot become one/ until trust forms the path that guides us to this life. Without trust, there are only “two individuals”/ not one heart. Therefore trust is the key, but truth is the path; your own decision represents the door, that exists between souls. Do not open it, unless truth knows that trust for both, is real.
Intimacy explains; the value of being free, “is to choose you”. Intimacy declares; the purpose of my heart, “is to hear the rhythms of our soul”. Intimacy means: my life knows, I am home with you.

This creation/ this world teaches, “truth comes first/ because without truth, there is no life or world to inhabit; we simply die”. Therefrom we know, that our ability to assess and be certain of truth, as does represent our lives together assembles only through the relationship called time. Not because it is lengthy/ but because, nothing less grows trust to the moment we can share our souls as one. That is, a very important decision as it conceives of eternity. It is neither to be taken lightly, or without critical truth and the trust love provides as the evidence of grace and mercy/ respect and disciplines known, to be alive in you and me.
We then ask: what is the value of a home, in the spiritual essence of truth itself? The answer is: where freedom survives the trip/ happiness blooms in your heart, and you will survive into eternity. Not a small or insignificant matter!

At a much LOWER level than true intimacy, comes the common descriptions between men and women. The cherished moments when honesty proved “I do care about you/ and you me”. When reality searched, and we did find ourselves acceptable to each other, beyond all comprehension of body or mind or benefits other than our companionship for each other. When truth accepted, the discipline of being alive can be shared.

Happiness exists in the moments we belong to a greater experience or expression than ourselves. Happiness explains, the moments of our lives, cannot be truly cherished alone. Happiness knows: life and death is not a game, that there are significant realities to be endured, that participation is less than the experience called home; and that home is the creation of true and real acceptance of me and us, without boundaries or excuses. Happiness is knowing, that I do have value to you/ respecting the truth you have value to me; beyond a measurement: but within the certainty that our decisions matter to each other. Because when you change, you change both of us/ when I change, the certainty of what you know of me, alters the same. Happiness is a home built inside of moments which become the environment of what we believe about each other, in this life. Those moments, are the memories created which sustain us, through the existence of trial and tribulation; the hope and knowledge, “better than this, does exist”. When that hope dies, suicide begins. Happiness lives within the knowledge, that I am a creation of GOD , nothing more or less: than the reality of an opportunity called love, in a place called freedom, and a time called mercy to change, learn, and grow for the vast majority of people. That there is heartache, proves nothing more than we are freed to choose for ourselves. That is both good and bad/ it depends upon what you do within your own heart and mind.
Intimacy is the creation of those moments which have meaning to us, beyond this instant. Or more specifically, the realities of our lives spent together, that build the memories we do cherish enough to believe in hope. Hope expands the distance between our lives and our future/ because hope reveals the purpose and desires of our soul. Intimacy completes our lives, by adding the expressions and experiences we cannot give to ourselves. Intimacy explains: time is not for me or you/ it is the creation of us, sheltered in the meaning we give our lives as one.

Intimacy believes, that sexy is a translation of symmetry: mind, body, and soul which says, “GOD, our Creator made me/ or us”. Because clear attention to detail and honest work abound; “not just a gift, but an appreciation”. Sexy is: the understanding, it takes more than body to achieve happiness. Sexy knows: only the truth of a heart given to me (to each other), shared in the embrace I believe can be trusted with my life; becomes intimacy. Sexy dies in a lie. Sexy lives, in the moment we know, “we are honest friends for life”. Sexy is not simple or benign/ because lives are valued, and hope is real. Therein sex and sexy do walk together, when time needs this life “to be more real”. But there are always LIARS, because there shall always be want/ and the people willing to use or abuse or cheat; just because they can.
Intimacy reveals the heart, because “our true desire becomes real”. Intimacy understands the passion, because our purpose stands up to reveal itself. Intimacy becomes the warmth of a human body/ the life within a human mind/ the touch that knows “I am alive, because of you”. These things are the essence of possibilities and hope/ the dimensions of existence, which honors life by creating the moments beyond all doubt, “this life, has value to me”. Love is the discovery of life beyond self, the essence and truth of family; a heart known by “its bloom” rather than its body.
All intimacy is an element of trust. All trust becomes the definition of truth shared between us. All love “lives, between truth, trust, and hope”. Be kind to each other. Share with honesty, live with honor, cherish your moments, continue to search always because hope knows no limit; where life exists!

Death is a barrier/ those who do cross to the other side, no longer exist here: their time has pasted, regardless if it was fair or not/ that life does not belong here anymore. Do not spend your life pining away for what has disappeared/ no matter how grand or important to you he or she was. It is not worthy of your time. We are alive today! It is that simple. Find hope, and begin again.