"So few times so close..." I wrote this poem many years ago for a friend ...
"So few times so close,
To something so different and real,
That instinct takes over and makes you clutch what you feel.
But to everything there are limits,
Made only by ourselves with our goals of success and security,
Which are fine by themselves.
But the thread that will weave my life,
That I'll consider nothing above,
Is what I feel for you,
Pure, genuine love."
Now years later, I hope I still live true to this thread that weaves my life ...