Visage
A windowglass
you on the far side,
and my own face
semi-reflected there
where light and surface share.
This is how we slide
one into another;
this superposition of faces.
The connection of lovers
is a union of graces
as in prayer.
The eye that frees itself.
There
is only one face in the glass.
Jon Cavala (Land of the Headless)