Your words haunt me. 

At night, when the world is silent and still,

your voice travels through time and space,

 violently piercing my quiet and stagnant thoughts.

Your image instantly swallows my reflections like quicksand

 and my soul like the rising of the tides

 immerses completely in an eternal discussion with you.

Out of time and space, with no physical barriers between us,

 our minds connected, tangled and intertwined converse. 

No notion is too small, no word meaningless. 

Everything makes sense with you, all the broken secrets of the occult are revealed,

 forming a universal truth that embraces and encompasses us.

 Out of time and space, in a place that only exists in poetry, that's where we meet.

05/02/2016