When Gentleness Meets Broken Glass: Unveiling the Hidden Power in G. S. Katz’s Poem
What if intimacy were a color—one not yet spun from the fabric of our universe? I find myself tangled in the paradox of softness and sharpness, where gentleness dances with broken glass, and sweet caresses hug raw power tight. This poem dares to paint a shade unseen, a luminous defiance that insists on existing, glowing fiercely beyond our wildest imagination. It’s a bold revelation, poking at the edges of our understanding, urging us to explore the uncharted spectrum of human connection. Curious how something invisible can burn so bright? Yeah, me too.
The colors of intimacy
Much to explore.
Gentleness and broken glass
Sweet touch and raw power
We are a color that hasn’t been invented
Never seen by the universe
But we exist
And we shine…
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