Complete Poem by Lonnie Hicks

Complete
is this moment's
hush
let's not stir or move
least it whiff away
dissolving
one of us from the dream..

Complete
is this moment
next
when a hand
reaches out to test
fearful
that if
no hand
responds
the dream theory
is confirmed
and I'll
lie awake
on my bed
again
incomplete.


I hold my hand
motionless
not wanting to risk
dreams and hopes
on a finger-tip touch.

But indecision
was overcome
as I felt
a soft brush-
no dream this;

last night
did happen
and was happening
because I can
hear
you
breathe,

stir
and roll
toward me.