Written during a dream

I wrote a poem in my dream last night. A friend whom I haven’t seen in several years was walking down a staircase and several people whom I didn’t recognize were milling around. I leaned over the top railing and shouted to my friend, “Revise with me!” and then I called out a poem. She stopped to listen, but never replied.

If we start at the same time
from the same place
with my right hand
touching your left
our feet will move together