One night I had a dream,
about a delicate rose.
It was so far away,
but yet it seemed so close.
I tried so hard,
to have the rose near by.
I didn't care if I failed,
as long as I tried.
As I got closer,
the rose's delicacy became true.
It was a delicate rose,
because it resembled you.
Once I realized it was you,
my dreams meaning became clear.
My world would be incomplete,
until I had you near.
But then I awoke,
to an empty bed.
Is this vision of beauty real,
or just an image in my head?


 
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