Until

My dreams seemed    
to be nightly routine  
But, one morning    
I awakened;  
You were real    
   
We swarmed skies  
our vibration rising  
above walls and things    
that could harm Us  
   
Escaping the isolated  
slaughter of loneliness  
to create absolutes  
despite circumstance    
   
Drifting the distance    
of a trillion stars    
without giving up  
   
until manifesting  
Our Universe    
   
~    
   
   
💜   
   
For J, Always    
 
Painting, Marc Chagall