Dreams draw away

Dreams draw away,
and make-believe
lets us become actors.

Performance,
dancing on ice.

Cracks
begin to break,

the liminal,
between meanings,
between meetings.

And one night,
maybe without notice,

“between”
wakes into
before it became,

“between”
and now
knows no distance.

Who am I
without me?

Who are you
without you?

Now
we meet.