Unison

I dreamt I had
your hand in mine

and we could stroll
through golden ochre fields
amid exotic bliss of
beautiful Indian Summer days

We lay together silent
in tall grass crib
with clear expanding azure
canopy over our heads

we fit together close
we breathe in unison
we steer our souls
quietly toward one another

we smell earth's musk
beneath us, terra firma --
a force to ground

then ascension into space --
firmament at light speed
finding our hearts embrace
we combine and descend
and dream together again.