Come, sit with me.
The silent peaks of billowy clouds decorating the sky, a flock of birds in flight dancing through the wind, as its song echoes throughout our hearts.
The leaves swaying in time with the melody of love that weaves its way through the scene, the scent of blossoms tantalizing my senses as my yearning grows.
I hear the sound of loves arrival floating towards me in orbs of translucent brilliance.
I breathe as you breathe.
I stand where you stand.
There is no separation.