of a sudden i fancied visions of you smiling
directly at me, eyes fixed
to eyes, in a sort of dance
that flowed sensual and smooth
from one yogic position to the next
and gave glad expression of a
separateness without longing
and i spoke to this apparition
with eyes wide and open, and it,
being you, answered reassuringly
and plain and as if it were real,
but real enough that i
spoke to it aloud and
with a peace and contentment
arising from within and pouring
forth as seemingly might
a soul unto a soul