Alone together . . .
Deep within the silence.
Where God lives.
Where I know, without question, is true quietness and eternal peace.
The source . . .
I look out of my window and into the darkness of the night, beyond the crescent moon and into the splendor of the stars, billions of years into the past.
Before time . . .
How fantastical, the sense of awe and beauty.
I think of you and how our love originated there.
Just floating in nothingness but a thought that explodes into a cosmic wonder of the ages…
And here we are dancing in it’s beautiful mess. Laughing . . . crying . . .
Intertwining, two bulbs of unfathomable energy, floating, swimming, entangling . . .
In joyous celebration!
Hoping, promising, wishing, dreaming, lusting, in the middle of infinity . . .
And not only for an hour . . .
But since the dawn of time . . .
Stay with me.