Intimate

As intimate as a lovers whisper,
or prayers offered in the quiet of the early morning,
your listening,

that simple act,
binds your heart to mine
forever.

About this poem

Listening is harder than we realize.

But there is nothing so intimate to me, as having someone who will listen, truly listen, as our soul struggles to bare itself. For some, that intimacy is only available in prayer. For a fortunate few, they have people in their lives who have the patience and love to allow us our vulnerability and let it matter, simply by listening.

Tom