happy flying, i love you

before all the shitty things happened, i remember being really happy.
you were standing to my left, checking your iphone, we were on a balcony.
i was nuzzling against your neck. i sensed that happiness, and it felt
more embodied than any emotion i've ever encountered
in dreams before. felt like falling slow-motion
in a big cloud, still a pleasant dream, then like a little light
signaling the presence of a soul, going off in me, blinking, and
conscious.