Figment

I listened,

Watched

As tears 

Streaked

Her face. 

I came closer,

Touched her

Smooth

Cheek

With two fingers.

Leaning in,

I could feel 

Her warm breath

On my neck.

Our lips touched

And I felt

A rose

Bloom

In her heart.

I woke up and

Realized

It was only

A dream.

Lily was a 

Figment

Of my

Imagination.

The End

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