'Illusion' or 'reality'

penned on 20-12-2005 as to how should a true connect be in life....

Are you as my friend, in person, a reality?

Is my liking for you, which makes you a friend, an illusion?

The endless time I want to spend sitting next to you, a reality?

Or the trail of thoughts that you leave behind in me with which I continue to interact, an illusion?

Is your coming to meet me, a reality?

Or the twinkle in my eye that lightens up seeing you, an illusion?

The well chosen words that form my expressions while talking to you, a reality?

Or the warmth that spreads all through the cells of my body as I talk to you, an illusion?

The endless hours of nights I spend in your hugs, a reality?

Or the feeling of security, like a child in mother’s womb, that I feel, an illusion?

The naming of this relationship and the way it is identified, a reality?

The space this relationship gives me to be ‘me’ in this relationship, an illusion?

Your existence as another being outside me, a reality?

The person that you are constantly within me, an illusion?

Which is reality? Which is illusion?

What is the illusion about this reality?

What is the reality about this illusion?