I send my soul out
In search of you
upon on the wind.

I know our moment
Is close.

I sense you in the air
I feel you on my skin
these earthly things
Are of not our love
Immortal.

Let the glorious day come
When we cast off
the weight of these skins
These anchors of bone and flesh
to find each other;

Where for that small
Space in between
We are one light Immortal
unsepreated by cruel birth
And unmoved stars.

a breath, a beat;
a moment.
upon the breeze
whispers in
remembrance
of our worlds in between
love  spaces.