While you’re dancing
on the other coast
I am dreaming
not yet in sleep
though I should be—
dreaming of dancing
not in rooms but in galaxies
currents of cosmos swirling
under and around
curling and flourishing
at light speeds
where distance is no object
and time not either
and our streaming together
sends great sparks
across that dome that we have called the sky.
©Wendy Mulhern
August 20, 2012
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