You had moved on.
You called a week ago.
You sounded so happy I could feel your joy
I could see you joy
I was so relieved to hear, feel and see your joy
I smiled.
I cried.
You invited me to visit.
As you were telling me your address the phone went haywire, like you were in a no cell zone.
I couldn’t make out the first part of the street name
Last part was Paradise Heights
I thought about googling it for route and travel time
No city No State was given
You said the weather was warm and so pleasant
I was so glad to hear from you. You so deserve this happiness.
I don’t know if we said goodbye.
It took me a moment to realize when I awoke
I met you on the plane between two worlds
I am filled with peace knowing you are well
knowing you are with me.
The Plane
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