In my dream we held hands under stars so bright I wanted to
scream with pleasure and ecstasy and
marvel at the brightness and the purity pumping around my veins and into my heart
It was wild, we were wide awake at night –
think of pure air, stars blinking down at us as if
approving of the impermanence of our love
I felt the magic of slight breeze on my skin
air running through my bones
I felt the slight warmth of your hand on mine
letters long since posted
now frayed and yellowed through the haunt of time
And as I turned to the sky
yours eyes and mine
felt the soundless roar of movement and speed and grace
and momentum
And then I saw it
Bright yet pale and terrifying
signalling the end
And I looked at you
for one last time
a glance that felt it lasted hours
and we took one last breath.