The Theory of Tenderness

Every valid theory
is a beam of light with its promises
and every valid theory
is a black whole with its lack of fingers and hands.
Theory of Tenderness
like a beam of light
keeps your hope going
but eats you up from inside
with its unrealty
'til all of your flesh is gone
and only a shadow remains.
Only when Tenderness
grows fingers and hands
and really touches
you know
that no theory can be valid
until it has become
a sensual thing.
And how powerful then!