spring brought the cherry blossoms,
my fairy godmother took me for a ride,
along the cosmic train,
into an abyss of atomic stairwells.
geometric constructs, upended themselves,
over a cascading fountain of illuminated beams.
watering towers, a turquoise blue,
white figures circling,
in a dance of creation.
our eyes met by the graveyard,
in an instance we knew the turbulence,
that would ensue,
all of our senses piqued –
we rode the morning metro,
with other lost kids of the town.
tumbling down the rabbit hole,
we arrived in a strange universe.
after hours conversations,
with our canine companions,
them youthful spirits eager for a taste of the,
he came with a pot of tea,
to keep everyone grounded.
in this reality.
the morning light shone through,
the small shutters that allowed zigzaggy rays to enter the foyer.
with one summon,
she stood up and left the cosy room.
where to next? through the portal, she asked?
what about the jacuzzi?
let’s crack our souls open.
let’s forage in the wilderness,
the mountain is where they belong.
old kindred spirits,
they knew each other long before.
once upon a time,
in a different reality,
they were best friends.
who jumped from cliff to cliff,
and laughed at forest gnomes who made funny tricks.
they had all the time in the world.
what is two hours and twenty minutes,
when eternity held them both.
in a tender embrace,
a safe spot to rest her head,
with someone to share your deepest desires with.
magic slipped through their fingers,
long and slender,
they copulated in an alien form.
where threads of connection bind to each other,
in another dimension.
sliding down a bundle of neural mesh,
defying laws of physics,
their adventures took them to the garden of eden,
before we came to be ourselves,
before we came to inhabit this form.
and before coming back to our world,
they promised to stay in each others’ subconscious,
so that no one else can tear them apart.
she opened her eyes, she remembered closing them,
she remembered all of it.