Unseen

I feel it I see it Yes, right now It's opposite me Without a mirror Don't know how! It's a gloomy face I touch its wrinkles I watch its misery I taste its salty tears A mapless face Like a field after a heavy rain A melancholic face Like a patient after a terrible pain I feel it I see it Like a ghost Appears, then disappears Smiles, then cries Still, there is no mirror But horror! ***** Blackmatta