It is here, in this out-of-body into-the-soul place that I find solace. Wrapped in the aroma of your recent presence here; comforted by the sound of your bones somewhere beyond my vision. I knew you, once, with words and sighs; I could trace the pattern of your skin onto paper. I knew you intimately, but that kind of closeness is nothing here - nothing but the first hesitant steps into the darkness.
Now I know you.
Wordlessly, as phantoms might recognize each other hidden amongst the moving bodies.