in a dream, i felt your touch
the way your hand reached out to me
and brushed my hair out of my face

i interlocked our fingers tightly
as if you could’ve slipped away from me
at any given moment in time

just like we do when we’re awake,
we touch with our hands
to make the other aware of our presence

as we gaze at one another,
i sense the company of unspoken words
as if you can see right through me

could you be the one i’ve been looking for?
i think time and time again,
that this could be something more