In Dreams

My breath then stops in an amber-encased gasp. Gravity stops functioning and all the stars in her eyes lock into a perfect pattern more beautiful than anything the universe could ever conceive. My hand in her hand feels her tightening grasp as the last spasms shake my body and my thoughts. For an instant, her hand in my hand are the only forces in existence and between our closed palms we hold the secret truth that lies beyond every soul.

When time awakes we let it go and it runs away without looking back, because it knows that we could catch it if we wanted to.

But we won’t. We don’t need to. We already have each other.

Time bends to our will and we give birth to the stars.

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