Existing In Different Universes

In endless aqua ocean

droplets of infinity cascade.

Somewhere far away

carbon copy of me

is drinking rum and coca cola.

In this other world

I am completely different

than I am in this cosmos

dancing or weeping

for the world I’ve never met.

A Camelot never explored

but stretching, beckoning

outside my horizons.

I am significant here

but nonexistent there.

What if the perfect man for me

lives in a different universe?

Never the twain shall meet.

His soul has crossed

into other realms

where I don’t exist.

I fall asleep with his visions

and awaken to reality

in another universe

with person unknown.

Standing on the ledge of space

will I teeter into dark abyss

or stand tall where I am?