A Token Of A Dream
He came to me by night,
Shrouded in mist-filled dreams,
He carried a single rose,
That the light danced off in beams,
He told me it was magic,
Infused with all his love,
He was everything i wished for,
All that i dreamed of,
He said we would meet soon,
That we were destined to be,
That our souls were intertwined,
And together we would fly free,
He said this was not our first life,
That we had loved before,
That it would always be this way,
Together,forevermore,
Then he came and placed a kiss,
Ever so soft upon my lips,
And just like that i woke,
And felt my soul was ripped,
I put my hands to my face,
Finding tears for this man,
I look around in wonder,
And there…I’ll be damned,
The rose sat on my nightstand,
It could not be what it would seem,
Yet there it lay…
The evidence…
A token of a dream.
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