slipping past my bones
deeply over the rim
nightfall liquid rushing
through the crown
of my head
eyes wide, a-glow
with new vision
Yes. I will meet you there
in subconscious phosphorescence
pools of knowledge
forming between
the feather weight
of our lashes
wait for me
for I am floating
stellar-dipped arms
outstretched,
feeling the particles
the soft space between our
eyes, aligned
Come
let us receive each other
in astral ease
a rocking delight
of non-physical
until we can one day
touch