Spiritual

You drift through my consciousness

Like a whisper between dimensions

Barely tangible, yet more real than any touch

I've known before

Your presence is a luminescent thread

Woven into the fabric of my dreaming

Not quite solid, not quite ethereal

But somehow more profound than flesh

I reach for you and my hands

Pass through memory and possibility

Your eyes - kaleidoscopes of unspoken promises

Reflecting landscapes I cannot name

Are you a vision? A fragment of cosmic longing?

Or something more mysterious -

A soul that has found me

Before words could explain connection

In this moment of almost-knowing

I understand that love

Is not always about holding

But about witnessing

The beautiful improbability of your existence

My heart beats in a language

Only you might comprehend

Soft. Infinite. Unbound.