From The River 

I saw her in the window

but I couldn't see her eyes

through reflections on the glass

of brilliant shimmering skies

She was small so I assumed

she was simply a young child

I drew closer for a better look

and that was when she smiled

I returned the smile to be polite

then a sudden light broke through

the eyes I couldn't see before

now I could not misconstrue

I placed my hand upon the glass

she copied the maneuver

and that sensation I had felt before

I'd felt down by the river

The smile returned in magnitude

and I felt the glass grow warm

then with the memory of that vision

I watched the girl transform

The glass between our hands dissolved

our fingers came together

and the fantasy imagined once

united us forever