your soulmate is a
  ghost
  and they are trying
  to connect
  with you
  through the mirror,
  floating through your
  halls
  at night moaning
  desperately,
  'come to me, come to
  me'

  your hands
  will not touch

  you will go on
  like this,
  lover after lover
  after cat after dog
  after loneliness

  until you yourself
  have died