Confusion between light and dark

Some where or when,

between waking and sleep,

comes a vision or dream or day dream.

Like a vision of seeing, 

but one image 

or is it a memory?

Some where,
two heart blend together,
it is sensual and i dare not write
nor shall i speak
for is it imaginary
or a dream
or a memory?
Two souls
or is it the spirits
or is it the bodies?
They meet,
comforting each other,
holding on for dear life
as if separation will cause death.

I dare not speak,

for the pain is intense

and the shadows fade into light

and i,

i,

awake.

And there are two images i see,

the doubleness is not gone.

and it is but a pillow i hold,

lifeless and not another part of my soul.

I sigh and go on.