Under the stars--Orion, Cassiopea, Draco--sleep with me. Sleep with me until our dreams dance with the known constellations, twirling the stars into new positions. Lying on our backs, thinking either about the curvations of space-time or about how much we love each other, we will drift, softly, like raindrops, into the still, warm lake of sleep. Eyes closed, I will feel vastness, beauty, timelessness. I will think it is the open sky. Eyes open, I will know it is you. I will solve your mystery, and you will solve mine.
There is absolutely no excuse for not sleeping under the stars.
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There is absolutely no excuse for not sleeping under the stars.
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