AS if a phantom caress'd me, <br /> I thought I was not alone, walking here by the shore; <br /> But the one I thought was with me, as now I walk by the shore--the <br /> one I loved, that caress'd me, <br /> As I lean and look through the glimmering light--that one has utterly <br /> disappear'd, <br /> And those appear that are hateful to me, and mock me.<br /><br />Walt Whitman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-if-a-phantom-caress-d-me/
