Thursday, 20 February 2020
Beyond Words, Beyond Saying.
One intimate listening
One intimate seeing
Yin and Yang balanced
In perfect harmony
You touch my hand in the darkened room
The hour and day have no other meaning
While I am with you
I cease to be I
While you are with me
You are all that I know
We become one person
Two bodies one mind
One intimate listening
One intimate seeing
One sea of feeling
In the ocean of time
While I am with you
I cease to be I
While you are with me
Crowds become shadows
We do not need words
Language is selfish
We have laughter and smiles
The sharing of dreams
You kiss my face in the perfect dark
I kiss your lips - We are lost in each other
We become one person
Two bodies one mind
One intimate listening
One intimate seeing
Yin and Yang balanced
In perfect harmony
Trevor John Karsavin Potter
18th. - 19th. - 20th. February 2020.
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