To The Other Half of The Sky

She sent him a dream so he would know. And she whispered "remember when you wake." It was the spot where she often stood on the opposite nearer-than-he-could-imagine middle distant shore. Ever faithful. Watching the other half of the darkened sky for him to pass from his world and fall gliding safely into her own. Forever and returned at last. Two halves of the same soul.

Love you forever, my little sweetheart.