Flowers for Wishes

Dancing to discordant music
The two souls meeting in the air
Their first words soft helloes
Mouthing words with their fingers

Looking at the screen with expectations
There, it came on, hello dearest
Sitting there the glow on his face
Silver, lending him a bluish hue

He looked dead
He would be soon
Dead in love with a face
Perceived through the mind
Walking close together in Maya
Exchanging coos holding hands
Making love with gossamer kisses
Silent Screams of unfulfilled desires

They traverse the skies
In their waking dreams
Always together sighing
To be one, to be one….

Highways and freeways
Will bruise their heels
When they decide to travel
On the realm of Real.