45. "Pocket Minds"

"Midnight Garden"

We awoke floating

Amidst a sea of spirals:

Floral lullabies.

Silent questions pierced:

What galaxies are hiding-

What light shines within?

You beckoned one close.

I wore his voice, her dreams-

Slipped into its skin.

You were infinite.

An unraveled gravity:

I was inside out.

We dream parallels

To illuminate new space-

Shine bright,

Collapse-

Rise.