I took her hand <br />looking at her palm <br />to see <br />lines <br />and many roads crossing <br />but all were leading away; <br />. <br />I touched her shoulder gently- <br />that gentle touch left a mark <br />on her soft skin. <br /> <br />She touched my dreams <br />and they still ask for her; <br />I unable to tell them <br />where she is; <br /> <br />I touch my own face <br />to be sure I am still here; <br />I twirl in my room, <br />to feel the air move; <br />I am bidding my time- <br />time <br />til dream aside <br />you walk up to me <br />and say hi. <br />haven't we met before? <br /> <br />And I say hi; <br />I think so.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/say-hi-2/
