I try to keep my eyes open

For every time

I close them

That

Cellular level ache begins.

The longing.

I know you are near me.

And you are so distracting.

Pulling. Twirling my heart

In an endless dance;

A rhythm of breaths and dreams.

1,2,3 steady.

1,2,3,4 up I go and where I land, if ever,

Is unbeknownst in this plane.

A realm we agreed upon in time and space prior;

Between souls.

Destiny.