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GLIDING

We move through mist, wordless
In our separate thoughts, gliding 
Through muddy whiteness, straining 
To see yellow lines on wet asphalt. 

Taut power-lines emerge 
Against a brooding sky, sudden 
Illumination, then nothing. 
You sleep beside me through the vision.
  
I feel alone, yearning 
For your conversation, longing 
Through lonely landscapes, sharing 
My secrets, though you are sleeping. 

You stir without waking. 
Sensory deprivation ending: 
The fog clears or we emerge, 
Closing on an unknown destination.