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/