I am slightly asleep here, dreaming out loud
and I commit to finding others like us.
I construct a frame and draw back like tide
seeking a reference to store, but I give up.
For I must value the face of it-
that beauty exists in abundance
that love lives in a grain of sand-
But ours must be one drawn up by the sea
for we are now part of the greater.
We are not merely packed among others
but floating, traveling, spanning distances
not relative to time, not explained in theory,
even yet to be witnessed for the vastness in this place.
Carry me now to the bottom where we shall lie down-
the world above will ebb and flow
and continue in and out of consequence
and we will become a part
and still, apart
xoxox lisa
"In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two." Erich Fromm
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