subtle whispers in the quiet night
tickle the mind
as he sleeps

the touch
she has longed for
since her time began
so many eons ago

messenger of wisdom
carrier of light
detached
from all those she touches
and serves
a growing longing
has grown for far too long
far too long

he's drifting
in a rowboat
the sun bright overhead
waters of the pond ripple
as he sleeps
as he dreams
he hears the breeze
and the whispers
the whispers

transported
a shared dream
colors
hues
breezes
light
dancing

the dance floor is theirs
they've loved each other for the ages
their movements are fluid
one
light
dancing

he dreams of divinity
of transcending the physical
of the fullness of spirit
of light

she dreams of sensations
the glory of humanity
descending into the fullness
of substance

and for a brief instant
for a dream
for a night
their wishes mesh and meld
in the perfect oneness of love

subtle whispers in the quiet night
subtle sensory awakenings
as the sun
rises

the dream ends
he wakes
and they smile
as she floats back
into the broad brightening sky
into the ether
into her place in eternity

subtle whispers in the quiet morning
tickle his mind
and he wonders
if they will meet again
in another dream
or another
lifetime