Rain of Gold - dreams

Then Salvador said, "Give me your hand, querida."
Without hesitation, Lupe gave him her hand.
"Lupe," he said trembling, "tell me, what are your dreams? My mother has always told me that we never know another human being until we know their dreams. So, please, tell me yours."
"My dreams?" she asked, feeling her mind go reeling. What a beautiful thing to be asked. Oh, she was flying.
(408)

"I was wondering if, you know, your dreams and my dreams, if maybe they can't accompany each other and make a life together." (472)

He hadn't asked her if she loved him or if she'd accept his hand in marriage; no, he'd asked her if their dreams--their most private parts of all their lives--could accompany each other. (472)