It’s good to feel you are close to me in the night, love, <br />invisible in your sleep, intently nocturnal, <br />while I untangle my worries <br />as if they were twisted nets. <br /> <br />Withdrawn, your heart sails through dream, <br />but your body, relinquished so, breathes <br />seeking me without seeing me perfecting my dream <br />like a plant that seeds itself in the dark. <br /> <br />Rising, you will be that other, alive in the dawn, <br />but from the frontiers lost in the night, <br />from the presence and the absence where we meet ourselves, <br /> <br />something remains, drawing us into the light of life <br />as if the sign of the shadows had sealed <br />its secret creatures with flame.<br /><br />Pablo Neruda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-good-to-feel-you-are-close-to-me/
