A pelt of down
feather-light
floats near by,
its gentle face
summer bright,
landing upon
my sleeping heart
to warm its cockles
in the night.
lt slumbers on
re-assured
that the Soul's Cloth
rests too
there
that night.
I wish to be for you my dear
a downy pelt
come floating down
in your Dreamy Sleep
wrapping round
our
Double Dream
of you and l
Love's Loving Twins;
laid down
in rosy bed
this night
swapping
mutual dreams
under pelt down
synchronizing
dream for dream.
Who knows
maybe
l only exist
because you dream me
and l
you each night.
ln either case
l will keep dreaming you
and you l
for these are
the best dreams
of my life
and remarkably
l awake each
day
to see
you are my reality
inside my dream.
Lonnie Hicks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dream-real/
