It was your eyes that told me I knew you. I was laying under a blanket of stars and saw your face. Your eyes were smiling, like always.

When I look into them I see galaxies of time, the great Void brimming with creation. You can feel the buzz, the humming... potential just waiting to take form.

When I look into them I see millions of light years before, and eons of timelessness.

What beauty.

I remember our first encounter. The surprise. A new understanding... friend.

You became a part of my exploration, the journey, light traveling through centuries, emotion, heart beats, wheat fields, water, palm opening and earth being blown by whisper into the atmosphere.

Cleo! My friend. My lover. My adventurer.

You are smiling still with your eyes. I know you by the dancing light in them, the timelessness.

You and I were nameless when we met. I named you Cleo. My friend.

It’s meaning... Glorious!