Say Hi Poem by Lonnie Hicks

I took her hand
looking at her palm
to see
lines
and many roads crossing
but all were leading away;
.
I touched her shoulder gently-
that gentle touch left a mark
on her soft skin.

She touched my dreams
and they still ask for her;
I unable to tell them
where she is;

I touch my own face
to be sure I am still here;
I twirl in my room,
to feel the air move;
I am bidding my time-
time
til dream aside
you walk up to me
and say hi.
haven't we met before?

And I say hi;
I think so.