In dreams is where it would happen.
I’d awake in a bed of white flowers and observe the light blue sky.
I’d look to my left to seem them staring back and how my heart and insides fluttered.
Was this the cloud I have heard many talking of? They’d take my hand and the view would change.
High above and wrapped around was what I sensed.
Time was limited and soon reality started to obviate it all. Chaos arose and how I yearned to feel their connection once more.
Somber and turbulent I became when I awoke from nothing.
Walking in the rain was all I could do, until a rainbow appeared and I saw that this feeling of seeing them, dream or reality, was extant.