True Fallow 4

I rest in the fields
Imagining skies of blue
Watching the ceiling

In and out I phase
Soaking in prismatic haze
My love a vision

Rising from a pool
Tuning static to station
Our realms intertwined

"Have they always been?"
"We separate to combine..."
Thoughts take me away

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