in which we are here but also elsewhere and apart:

[gh0stmeat]

"On my last business trip to Hong Kong, well, before you land, the plane banks, and it's a steep tilt," you said, or something like that, as we lay in bed face to face this morning, and you had one hand on my hand, the other describing a graceful slope in the air between us. "So I was looking out my window, almost straight down, right into the sea, and the sea was so green, and there were little boats. I felt so at peace." The sun was watery against the windows. Our legs were together bare.

You closed your eyes, continued to speak. "That's how I feel right now, is what I am trying to say."

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"I wish airlines ran on love!"
"Aw, then we could fly to wherever!"