Decades ago,
Another place,
Another time...
Her, asleep against me...
Lightly snoring,
Breathing sleep
From little spoon...
Me,
Visualizing her dreamscape,
Feeling the brain wave frequency vibration...
Synching like a tuning fork
Shattering a crystal...
Like a cell tower
Triangulating her location...
The simulation of reality
That happens in dreams
Can have soft boundaries,
One mind to the next...
I felt something slip
In her consciousness...
A soft spot...
Meditating,
I visualized a wooden door...
I turned the knob,
And swung open the door,
Slowly...
She, in her sleep,
"Someone just came in..."
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