loneliness....

yes sometimes i meet her,
when i am all alone,
when i don't have anyone listening to me,
when i don't have a peice of art to gaze into,
she comes,
slowly, smoothly, soundless,
beside me or before my eyes,
I talk to her,
she listens,
but never replies,
and goes away when someone comes.
she comes,
slowly, smoothly, soundless,
makes me comfortable,
warns me if i am wrong,
lulls me to sleep
and goes away when i am lost in dreams.
she is my true friend,
she meets me,
loves me,
caress me,
when i am all alone,
yes sometimes i meet her my loneliness